come to me and be my morning sunshine
i slipped on a mossy stone
and fell upon
a deep river
and i almost drowned
and i am wet
and i am shivering
and i am alone
that night, that cold damp night
when i almost died
without you
and so i wish that you will come to me and be my sun
that you may spread your arms like sunshine
that i may live
that i may still profess my love
though unloved, betrayed, and so foolish
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