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I looked at the sun and I felt warmth.

Warm in my heart not in my soul.

Maybe not, maybe my soul was at ease.

The sun shines above the clouds and yet its warmth reaches the sea

So shall a lamp be set above the waters of the earth and not under the earth.

Of what use is something if it is hidden under the earth.

Maybe it is a treasure to be found. To be laboured for, before its full potentials can be enjoyed.

I look down not because Im ashamed but because the sun hurts my eyes.

My eyes feel guilty when they look into yours. 

Where would I be without my guilt.