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The first sun

The first sun Questioned then Whence the sunlight delighted the soul, existence "Who?" No answer heard the presence Years flew by The last sun of day light Uttered the last question Along the western seashore A silent dusk, dimmed twilight dance "Who?" No answer heard the presence.

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