I know what it means to me
But not what I mean to it
The weight of the sun in my lap
This cold winter's day
Singeing me on one side
While frost creeps up behind
Urging me to turn like it
Done with our undoing
And go back the other way
But what if it kept going
Deeper and deeper into the dark
As left to itself it might
If not at the final minute dawned
Some stronger spirit's light
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