An empty sunrise
A silent chair holds the void
Still, I sit with the light
Golden rays escape
The spaces between the clouds
On a heart of gold
Last ember flickers
It’s soft glow had once filled the room
Now, it learns to rest
The boy in the storm
Found the man who stayed and held
All the winds within
I cried, he held me,
His song, took the pain away
I laughed, he echoed
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