the sun to me i a flower, a flower with flames for petals.
the sun to me is a moon on fire.
the sun is like a star, but brighter than all the others.
the sun is like a sugar cube, sweet on all sides.
the sun is like a cake made for a loved one,
and made with all the love in the world.
the sun is like my mom, my favorite star of all! ! !
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