Aurelia Whisper


Golden Sun

I sit at the park,
until it gets dark.
Under the willow I cry.
The gold sun has set for me,
I now let my soul fly.
To the heavens and beyond,
To the stars and far along.
I know what was meant for me,
I now see my destiny.
The golden sun will rise again.
The question is,
When?

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