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She was like the sun to me.

Every morning,
her vermilion rays caress my face
to wish me a morning with grace.

At noon,
with her flames, she burns me
it lingers but it never displeased me.

In the evening,
all my vexation flees completely
her crimson colors embracing me.

At night,
she leaves me in the dark all alone.
just to crave and rely on her clone.

But like the sun,
everyday she was back with me.
giving me all the light that i need.

She would wipe away the darkness
that my nights had spread... because,

she was like the sun to me.

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