It heats,
As the rising sun increases in size
And takes,
Takes the darkness away as it greets the world that opens up beneath it.
When the moon,
The moon disappears from the sky and grips the stars as they are whisked away.
And it wakes,
The creatures who greet the daylight and go about their daily lives.
They greet eachother and say again the same old words,
Singing, the same old song.
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