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I stood watching the open sky,

the sun rising and filling it,

Like a lone flower looks prominent in a plant,

Did the sun look at that,

I tried to relax,

My dark days had arrived again,

And I was gathering up courage to face them,

Although I thought I had the guts,

I was still agitated by the remembrance,

Of all other dark phases of life I went through,

But I thought it was better to make the moment mine,

Shared with my God,

I screwed my eyes not just because of the sun's blazing light,

But also because I was having my morning cry...