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Shedletsky was like sunshine.
Always shining bright
Never dimming
…
At least it’s not supposed to
And if it dims
Who’ll notice?
No one appreciates the sun until winter comes.
No one notices when it dims
Only if it effects them, will they complain
Always complain.
Never understand.
They’ll compare the light to the summer
It was “brighter”
No one ever thinks what the sunshine would think
It’s not its fault
It’s the clouds
But they blame the light
And If it will affect the light?
No right?
As the sunlights not supposed to dim
And it never will