So, you wish to test my rage, I am your glaring Sun,
From ages I have given life to your unprivileged world,
Yet you question my toil, I seek no rewards in return of my favour,
Yet you crib my heat burns your miniscule existence,
For if my purpose was to be an angry god,
I would have already charred you to nothingness!

Wow. yes wakey wakey humans π
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Thanks for reading π
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I need this power π π
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You already have that power. Thanks for reading π
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Pleasure π
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This is why the sun and I are enemies
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You need a place where sun is always covered by Rain or snow clouds, thanks for reading and commenting π
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Ode to the ‘benevolent’ sun…
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Ode to the great sun, thanks for reading π
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Oh the power of the pur Sun….I am now practicing fractal enlightenment and yeah….don’t mess with the power of the Sunπ
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Indeed sun is very powerful. Thanks for reading π
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Powerful and compelling! Loved this piece! π₯β
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Thanks Brad π
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My pleasure!
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Love this! Amazing!
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Thanks for reading π
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Youβre welcome! Itβs a pleasure! π
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Oooo burn~~ π great poem!
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Thanks for reading π
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Powerful poem.
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Thanks a lot for reading π
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