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Burning sun, a balloon of hydrogen flames Contains within, an inferno of canon games. On the grassroots, surrounding it all Are the wild fringes, the furious rebel call. Outside the stable order, where few may pass Reigns the free-for-all, the fire of loner gas. Call it the corona, call it the crown of the sun It's not the fluttering of work, but that of a star's fun. When Sun's spotted from sight, eclipsed by the moon That's when we see, the beauty that is a boon. -- Samy Merchi |
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