The Lost Sun

The sun has lost its memory,
Of days gone by.
While people drift and sway,
For all the lost days.
The moon cries,
For it is always blue.
It sees life come then go,
A sad thing to know.
Night turns into day,
Because that is the way.
Love comes and goes,
Life is a book that will always know.
But while people drift and sway,
The air and song stay.
Just waiting for the day.
When the sun will remember...

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