I like to sit up here and watch the dawn.
That first flicker, the unsteady fragile glint of sunlight peaking over the horizon.
It means that a hundred and fifty million kilometres away, the searing ball of gas is still glowing, emanating warmth and light towards us.
One day someone may sit in my place and wait for that glimmer in the darkness. And keep waiting. And waiting.
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