The sunrise is beautiful
It is orange and pink and gold
It is warm and lovely
I love the sunrise
It's constant
And different every day
I love the sun
I love
Is it better to love and love and die?
Or to live
And never die
But never love at all?
What is life without love?
It is no life at all
Love is fiery
Like the sunset
I would rather live a day
And see the sunrise
Than live forever
In the darkness
For what is life without love?
It is not life at all
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