The day is coming when the sun will become exhausted
and in her agony she will stop shining.
Darkness will sail across the sky and fill the earth.
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Ah! But even plastic cutlery cuts like this sharp poem. Very good. I enjoyed the trad.
Dang iPhone and my glass hook thumb. I can't even hold a fork, but I am good with a knife, I meant to say read! Glad that's cleared up.