Being in the path of such great power
Looking up into the vast sky
Knowing without that firey ball in the sky we would be doomed
The power it holds to give us life
It amazes me at how it could be so
And the power we need to know it's going to be alright
The few minutes we watched as the sun disappeared
We could feel how needed it was to keep us alive
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Anthony Terry
Hello, I like using poetry and music to help connect people and find the meaning of life. We all have our own unique stories and I want to share mine to hopefully inspire you to share yours!
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