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My Seventh Sun(F Y (Carrots))

My Seventh Sun by F Y You never shone, Nor felt the sun on your cheeks And I knew you were gone. You'd whispered it to me that morning, On a breeze of gardenia And sorrow And who was I to mourn, With six suns in my Brilliant sky,

The Seventh Sun by Kent Lester (Forge Books)