Stare at the sun.
Let it burn
Let it fry
Let it illuminate
All you harbor inside.
Run and hide
Shade benign
A cool spell lies inside
Tricking ashen dark eyes.
Don’t you hide
Not inside
Come bask in redness sky
Its smoldering vision.
It may burn
You may die
But in the outside so bright
No need to run or hide.
For it brings moral light
To ashen dark eyes.
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