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As I stand on the plains,
Watching you creep from the mountains
Far away in the horizon
And over the forests you extend your rays
Birds wake and sing in all languages
To usher the very new day
How with might you rise above
Just to watch over the universe
As children tread in search of education
Drivers work on their commuters
And office doors creak in opening
All signals you pass across the globe
The heat in form of radiation
Makes the solar industry nascent
And farmers’ hearts scream with joy
When the moist grains in their granaries get dry
As I focus much
When scientists think to their limit
Just to get near you, but how?
Your weapon, heat, spares none
And no one dares come a kilometre closer
The scorching sun
by; Krop Kapelion
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I really love this..so creative and full of content. I also love the language use
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