When the Sun Goes Out

What a tragedy
To die so young
To have the sun
Burn out on you
Before you’re ready to
What a lonely place
To have to be
To have to see
So many relations
And stand adjacent
When all the light
Of the world goes out
As we feel about
For something to hold
But it’s all too cold


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