Poem: The New Sun

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And with the new sun, the new dawn;
My heavy, hammering guilt is gone.
For I’ve realized I’m doing nothing wrong.
A little freedom I’m enjoying today,
Maybe it wouldn’t last another day.
Living in the moment is how it should be,
For little joys are made of you and me!

Written By Shumila Malik

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