Not You, We Are Words

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33990
United States
26° 37' 38.2044" N, 81° 56' 33.252" W

If the sun with all is greatness and goldenness
Never fail to show its riches to you.
Every morning it comes through your window
And until it turns on the light of your bright mind
All its riches are just words,
Wake up, my little angel the sun's reign
Yearns you.

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