Some pray to sun god
Bless me
they ask
Many bow to the setting sun
Hope you will come tomorrow
they pray
Some sand on body display
nude I am today
tomorrow give clothes
you may
The wisest
only look up the Pole star
upon the Great Bear you seat
you know all
what ails me
Ewsnn PH DISTORTED COMPUTERS ARE PROGRAMMED HAVE NO THOUGHT EAST WEST SOUTH AND FINALLY NORTH MY VISION
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Lesson from the past. Pole star only gives direction. Ultimate achievement is in one's hand with knowledge we acquire without subtle effort. Good work. Appreciations.