Him.

Ahh its him again.

Ready to mold my pathway.

He wasn’t gone for long

And never really disappeared.

He crossed my endless sea after I.

When I stepped in to my world he would intervene

And turn my grey clouds white.

There was a battle ahead.

We walked to the beat of the drum

And where there was bombing he bought me sunshine.

He is my sunshine.

 

Right.Here.Right.Now

 

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