| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Sun, you have run astray. what did we do to drive you away? does some new fear plague that i can not allay? have you grown weary of shining all day? it is grown so dark in this place, since you have been longing for the shade on your face. as if your own light could be displaced. now, do you run from what it illuminates? i know you grow tired of this weight, how your fate is a burden you would hope to escape
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