Everybody sing to the moon, What about the Sun?

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The world is sleeping
As I observe …
The early song of rising
Slowly bit by bit
And the trees waves increase
As the morning’s cold breeze
Playing around
With the birds sound
While a lovely cloud,
Whispering shyly to the sun
To Shine and embrace
A world of a thousand worlds
Or even more
And the sun reaches out her light
To touch the sky,
To touch the Earth
To touch all birds
And the leaves
And the souls that grieve
And the happy spirits,
The tallest of buildings
And shortest ones
A queen without a king
Ruling the kingdom of broken hearts
Before the nightfall

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