My Old Friend, The Sun

Somewhere along the way, we started seeing less and less of each other.

These things happen.

Opposite schedules, different choices, whatever it may be.

I still see you for a few hours here and there-

It just seems like whenever you are dawning your delicate display,

My eyes begin to close, and I am wistfully wasting away.

As I am going in for my shift, yours is nearly over.

Let’s sync up some time.

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