Am I Unforgivingly Unjust? Comments

Am I uncouthly unjust in asking the Omnipotently golden Sun; to grant me a
just a single of its optimistic ray; that would brilliantly illuminate the chapters of my dolorously decaying life?

Am I brutally unjust in asking the fathomlessly frosty ocean; to grant me just a single of its poignantly tangy wave; that would enchantingly rejuvenate my hedonistically tyrannized and monotonously prejudiced senses?
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