Strange Truth

For MLMM’s prompt “uncontrollable nonsense,” due to this poem’s first line


I am a sunflower.
Because even when the light’s
Not shining I can find it.
Because when the dark encroaches
I can find the closest
Light and to it turn my face.
How could I not?
It’s in my nature, and my name.

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