One would take the morning and the other the night — Together they would blanket the world with light
But the moon had a shadow, he felt like a liar — The sun was the only one who carried the fire
The sun saw this, she kept on glowing — Bound to the moon, never saying, “you owe me”
She said I’ll shine on you. { Shine, J. Mraz}
Nature Diaries: California Golden Hour
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