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In The Light
Shining,
As it is always been
Glowing,
For the world to see
Crystal ball,
I have been admiring
In the light,
Paths are shown..
Standing,
The king looks old
Rays of light,
Passing through him
Adorning,
Crown he's been gifted
In the light,
Paths are shown..
Dark clouds,
Cover the light
The winds,
Push them away
Sliver of light,
Comes blazing again
In the light,
Paths are s...
Monday 23rd July 2018 4:47 am
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