The Sun

Dancing in the horizon

Smiling at the sea

Waving goodbye as it sets,

Lord of the skies

Its rays hit the virgin dry

From morn to the night

But today it hides,

The rain splashing at the current

Dashing upon the misty ocean

As the sun refuses to be seen

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