ETA
When you knew me, I reached for the sun. I contorted this way and that to find warmth. Now, I am content cool; The prized pride I sought matters little. And the whole, wide world will welcome me- while you, finally, tiredly head home.
When you knew me, I reached for the sun. I contorted this way and that to find warmth. Now, I am content cool; The prized pride I sought matters little. And the whole, wide world will welcome me- while you, finally, tiredly head home.
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