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Malak Aug 23
We built a house by the shore
But never learned to swim
You stirred up a storm that
Ruined it in a whim
The moon is all we got, yet you
Cursed her with Sun’s first prim
Our light-bringer, you said
Yet lived decades in a dim
For the water is filled with wonders
You still stand at the rim

— The End —