________________________________________________________________ Like the Sun, in its brightness and thoughts that equals it shine, goes boldly about. Ventures without fear to be another Shakespeare with another sonnet, or a hundred. Take a drive and see Aurora rise, like Maya Angelou on a road, and get lost in Robert Frost. The Sun, in its brightness, seems to soar solely in the sky. The moon shares the sky with the stars in darkness. Brightness and darkness appears to be their illegitimate children Brightness, darkness, shadow: a poet shines.
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