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When the storm in your eye, bends the marbled surface, and rains fury on what beneath, might be nothing but hot air, remember Jupiter, the majestic, heavenly titan, failed to become a star. No matter how hot his fury swells, he remains a magnitude less than the Sun. Remember Jupiter, the jolly, red giant, making enough light of his anger, to glow while farther than the sun, without being a star, and his time being not nearly so different, from yours.
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
Jupiter (rough draft)
When the storm in your eye, bends the marbled surface, and rains fury on what beneath, might be nothing but hot air, remember Jupiter, the majestic, heavenly titan, failed to become a star. No matter how hot his fury swells, he remains a magnitude less than the Sun. Remember Jupiter, the jolly, red giant, making enough light of his anger, to glow while farther than the sun, without being a star, and his time being not nearly so different, from yours.
This is a draft for a (perhaps) a larger poem, ideally with rhymes. Just thought it would be interesting to post my drafting process. All criticism, advice, feedback welcomed
aaron-goold
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
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