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Sun scatters splendid splendors in utter silence Flowers shed their pure fragrance without any aim Never once they never trumpet their excellence Real wisdom, real merits acquires great fame The moon maps her magic hue in silent midnight Wind swept in melodious tone scenting surprise Ever did they ever boost their mettlesome might? Never fool can ever shine bruiting his own praise.
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Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 11:33 PM UTC
The Trumpet Players
Sun scatters splendid splendors in utter silence Flowers shed their pure fragrance without any aim Never once they never trumpet their excellence Real wisdom, real merits acquires great fame The moon maps her magic hue in silent midnight Wind swept in melodious tone scenting surprise Ever did they ever boost their mettlesome might? Never fool can ever shine bruiting his own praise.
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Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 11:33 PM UTC
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