I could never know the beauty of the mysterious nights

because under the scattered white powder puff clouds

and seeing the cosmic dance of moon every night,

I felt fragile.

I’ve had always wanted to be the fierce Sun of July,

exaggerating my vigor,

to lift the drowning souls from the darkness of despair and,

to shine as the brightest star.

                                                         – Ryan Jonas

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