I Miss The Sun
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Juan Olivarez
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I miss the sun, when he goes on strike,
And hides behind the clouds.
These dreary days I just don't like,
The clouds just make me pout.
I love the sun, on my back and face,
I need his warmth each day.
In my heart he holds a special place,
I cry when he's away.
1/28/12 Alton Texas
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