Buried together
In the wasteland of love
A new plant is growing
Fuelled by the
Light of a single star
Surrounded by
The energy of cold and dark
With bits of light and warm
To remind of a Time
That has not been
Showing its face
To the dawn for many years
But the new age has broken through
Like the part of Alaska
That sees no sun for 63 days
But that first morning
Arrived like a hope
Zeroing in and staying
Like a good warm hug
Or a reason to get up in the morning
And I owe it all to you

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