The sun grew weary of seeing men squander it’s light
It couldn’t say why it continued to shine
It would work all day just to say it was bright
When the men would complain and ask for the night
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Thomas 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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