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the night sky was the sun's blanket. the stars were the sun's cold lifeless eyes. the early december morning breeze was warmer than the sun's frozen heart. just as the sky had awaken so had the slumbering sun. the rose petals fallen in the wasteland, and forgotten. just as the sun was tossed aside and forgotten. the tears fallen into the waste land made a lake of sorrrow and saddness. the sun masked it's sadness behind the pale faced man's mask. for when the sun removed the mask, mist covered the sun's face so no one could see him cry.