SUNCHILD

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I am a child of the sun. The son of the light. I thrive in the bright glow of the sparkling bands reflecting the dew in the early morning. I see the world through a Kaleidoscope, I survive in the glow of the refracting light within my world. I have sharp edges in my shadows and soft words in my soul. I live in the morning and breath in the evening. I worship the sunset and pray to the sunrise. I tell the stories no one else knows to the waning curve of the solar eclipse. I shout my promises and dreams to the sun in the dawn and my regrets and fears to it in the dusk. I am a Sunchild and one day I'll be bathed in the warm white glow of the sun's rays.

-Kirsten

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