work for Mammut, with Sixtine Mahinc.

A letter to the sun -

You stayed too long,
Until the earth forgot the rain,
Until the trails turned to dust,
Until the green turned gold,
The flowers burned quietly,
But never disappeared,
The bent beneath your heat,
And somehow, they still bloom,
We burn beneath you too,
And somehow, we still move,
Maybe we are not so different,
Still reaching for you, even as you burn.

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