I borrowed sunshine from the Maker.
Grace upon me as I take her.
The rays
outline and warm my soul.
I grab the tailspin and lose control.
Humbled
by the power of such Greatness,
Seek the light and watch it tunnel through
darkness.
Watch as the most beautiful flowers grow from fortuitous
light.
Absorbed in a trance-you will lose sight.
Surrender to the path from
where they take her.
I borrowed sunshine from the Maker.
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