The Sun
"We are alike, are we not?" I asked the Sun.
"How so?" He replied.
"You must be afraid of the dark. Luckily I am not, I actually find it peaceful. But to be swallowed by it again and again, the exhaustion...
"How so?" He replied.
"You must be afraid of the dark. Luckily I am not, I actually find it peaceful. But to be swallowed by it again and again, the exhaustion...