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At dawn the sun poke his head out,

shining the night away.

The sun rose up slowly,

spreading out his rays.

Gray ghosts came

hiding the sun in their long foggy robes.

No sun peeking out,

the world becomes cold.

Our faces becomes cold,

as the ghosts descended down.

Making it hard to see

through their foggy robes

Suddenly light pierce through their robes

makinggaps of light.

The gray ghost surrenders,

taking their coldness and fleeing to the sky.

The sun in his shining armor

standing at the same spot as the ghosts

and the sun shines again.