I wish it was dark out now

It’s 5pm

Oh

I wish it was winter

I wish I could find a comforting place to lie in the sun and not end up the colour of a lobster

No, no metaphors

I am that colour

Run from the sun hide from the sun

The summer has come I must remain out of sight like a vampire in real life

And I do not drink from humans

So far from where I started

So far from what I wanted

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