Greyhairs, Solar flares and Blackspots

I rise and I fall

to provide

for my family

Clocking in, to an endless shift

that pays only in reflections

They used to worship me, you know

Performing rituals in my name

Extracting their hearts

to be one with mine, once again

Now they take me for granted

My body continues

to fill with iron

My dimming light

will soon be consumed

and then they will weep for me again...

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