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Tuesday, January 30

sunshine

there is nothing special
in the way i look or in the way i act
there is nothing ordinary
in these days that i've been

but something strange is brewing
as if leading to something
something more than anything
and i've been dying since this evening

but now i have my sunshine
that lights up even my night time
take my breath anytime

and i promise you my sunshine
i'll never turn my back, or let shadows attack
even a heart attack would not set us back

you are my sunshine
my sweet sweet sunshine

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