I like the warmth of the sun. It makes me feel alive and spirited, soaking in these glowering streaks of gold.
I am part of all things good on this world.
Yet, when the curtain of darkness draws upon this land, and with the cold, lonely winds whispering across my face, I wish I could reach out and tear away at the darkness that conceals the sun.
But.
I am part of all things bad on this world too.
This is the world that I live in.
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