I shiver from cold I don’t seem to see
My lips shake and rattle from deep within
My teeth are clattering
My body quivering
Is this not sun
From the east rising?
Why then do I tremble
From cold while its shining?
Oh cold sun!
Why art thou so cold?
You’ve made my day gloomy
Thus making me moody
Can a salt of its taste lost
Still be worth a thing?
If thou art cold
Of what use, then, is your shine?
There’d better be no sun at all
Than to make do of a cold one
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