When The Sun Rises


The night comes
Wit’ it all da’ black
Dat’ hides all uncertainty,
Phobias and vices.
When the sun rises
Wit’ it all da’ glimmer
So invincible for the darkness
Maybe… I don’t know
The minnows swallow the whales.

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