Sun-Soaked Skin

On my own, all grown,

The sun stings my skin, 

Transforming it from snow-pale to a caramelized tone.

It’s been this way, 

Summer cannot stay,

The caramelized tone will fade away.

Then, summer will become distant,

Just to circle around again,

And re-soak my skin in the sun.

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