Whether you choose to actively acknowledge it or not, in any single moment it surrounds you.
It interrupts your dreams and lets you know it’s a brand new day.
It’s always there when you need it; it warms you, it carries you, and when your world gets dark, it shines around you.
You embrace it but your commitment is shallow since there’s nothing else you so willingly rely on but so carelessly waste.
What am I?
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