Much like the sun this dreary day,
I never really shone;
I started out the day in mist
Sad and a bit alone.
The day I’d planned went all awry
And yet I carried on,
But by the time the sun had set
My best laid plans were gone.
And yet I know, that like the sun,
The struggle will be won,
For very soon, I too will shine,
Like the returning sun.
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