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No Longer
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Song Poems The sun is black,
the world is dead.
This is how it is in my world.
Everythings frozen,
everythings bare.
This is how it is in my world.
But what is this?
A ray of sun,
a spot of green.
Ever growing, ever growing.
Filling up my world.
Now, the sun is bright,
the land is lush.
This is how it is in my world,
because I now have you.
