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Look towards the sun
Isn’t he the king? Gaze at his crown Shining in perfect brilliance Arising in a superb symmetry The sphere of eminence. The clouds will cheer-up Throwing such fancy dust Glowing in an untamed brightness As diamonds and sapphires All the kinsmen will triumph While the world turns ebon. Glare through my stab It is bleeding too much The pain is unbearable As the time is measurable It will heal only once When the time goes back..!
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