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Aug 2015
Look at jet planes at the horizon
The way they leave a track

Beyond them the Sun is burning
A Beautiful Orange fire
Blazing the skies

A powerful flux of living is due
To that star continuous effort...

In a primitive community a man can stare
At the Sun and feel grateful.
So the modern man.

Both have this cosmic root
Of living.
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