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Glaring upon the Earth
White is illuminated
As the Sun forces its reflection on the cold blanket that lays on the ground.

The blanket prefers Night
Who lets her lie in peace,
But it will not be allowed.

To perish is to die
And to live is to perish,
All underneath the fire of the Sun.





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