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The Sunflower soaking up every ounce of light whose source radiates affections unwavering

I wish my dreams were premonitions

fighting for a safe, just world like you were meant to

In the morning 

Bright and early

At the courtroom

Tell me how you can live with his blood on your hands? You got off free 'cause it was wrapped in blue!

My words probably mean nothing at all but they're the truth

Our moment in the sun has never truly begun

In my dreams

I can see you there

Sunlight streams

dancing through your hair

That's where justice will finally speak

Seconds that feel like minutes days lifetimes

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