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Cancer's Sun

He was socially awkward

But the women loved him

The men wanted to be him

It was the baseline of confidence

With a dash of arrogance

The people perceived

In private his heart was tender

And emotions flowed beyond the rim

Cancerian son full of water

To know him to love him

Or hate him

Depending your camp

The truest thing was that

He didn't care where you landed

He was still the center of your orbit

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