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There is an issue I cannot resolve
In my head.
I feel the scorch and feel the frost.

Chased the eastern ray, but I was lost
In the west.
You used to radiate light so bright.

Anticipate that you would give me light,
I was wrong.
Your cold look locked me in the dungeon.

Can’t read your mind and I’m low on patience.
I need to know!
At last, I’ll ask, “why is this so?”