War of the Sky
The Sun creeps across the sky and slowly destroys the night.
The night gave it's light to the world.
But the sun's victory is short lived here comes the moon again to steal back the night.
The sun dare not try and fight for the moon's army is far too great.
So many that no man could number.
And the six giants that stand far away.
The sun must be patient, but it will return to warm the earth once more.
Then all will see him as they look up high and know he has won the war of the sky.
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