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After The Sun 

People talk I let them speak
I smile they sink to their feet
The sun soaks up sorrow yet I fly 
Bring me down and I’ll find a mountain to climb 
The knowing is not knowing 
Ignorance is blissful 
My optimistic glow keeps my truth full
Abundance of truth and sight
Your moon is my light and how to guide the night 
The storm is a rainbow in my eyes 
The storm is not a demise but a place to hide 
After the thunder you see the sun was shining the whole time 

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