"And why no one asked the sun?
If it burns him, if his own light burns him.
Doesn't it hurt?
To shine bright all day and night,
When all he need is the darkness
now,
Because the light which glows is such a burden,
The obligation to be always so bright, when all he could've needed was to switch off the light,
That must be so inhumane,
But fortunately he is no human.
So, why no one asked the man?
If it burns him, if his own smile burns him."
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