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Heat of hope

Watching the sun cruise the sky,

Sinking lower every while,

Tired of its daily flight,

Too young for another fight.

Bids the whole wild world goodnight.

We pray to the light of day,

To let our sins fade away.

When we notice that we are

Left out by the scorching star,

Mimicking the last sunray;

Forgiven shall hit the hay.

Devils are granted no sleep,

Closest to rest - counting sheep.

Make peace with those you cry for

You will never suffer more.

If these words you shall ignore:

A sole promise I will keep;

Till sunrise, you're left to weep.

Your conscience has locked the door.

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