Poetic Spree
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The sun it is!
It ripped in the air, pompous and alone,
stirring gold within from every angle it shone.
With pride and trust, staring with might .
Inventing a religion called time and beliefs who were named day and night.
It tore through the snores and made them all roar for a new period ahead!
Seeds they were, to seeds they put up, as plants they salute.
Then it dropped down like all of us fell, but never giving up and rose again in another journey.
Alas! It went away from us, leaving millions there who's twinkle couldn't turn into a spark.
It kept on moving, always locomoting for and educated us to do the same.
Yes, it is a mentor a hero and an idol for all but just with an itsy bitsy name.
stirring gold within from every angle it shone.
With pride and trust, staring with might .
Inventing a religion called time and beliefs who were named day and night.
It tore through the snores and made them all roar for a new period ahead!
Seeds they were, to seeds they put up, as plants they salute.
Then it dropped down like all of us fell, but never giving up and rose again in another journey.
Alas! It went away from us, leaving millions there who's twinkle couldn't turn into a spark.
It kept on moving, always locomoting for and educated us to do the same.
Yes, it is a mentor a hero and an idol for all but just with an itsy bitsy name.
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