Oh, grey chalked sky, I pray to thee.. Leave thy markings away from me. Show me the sun with all her charm, so she may shine to red my arm.. And all the splendors that wear spring's dress can intertwine with wantonness of blooming petal and lazy days gold plated sweetness with sunny rays. Chill not my heart with bitter breeze and cast away the deadened trees. Revive my soul with scented rain that falls upon the sun-drenched plain Give me my sun which I adore and I shall dance through life once more.
Reason for writing:
I don't like the cold.
Birth sign: Aries
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