An alluring sight saw you with itself,
Appealing to the eyes, stagnant,
Thus angelic and beauteous of course.
Fair weather eludes the boundary,
A comely disaster has arisen from the ground.
Enticing, rejecting and solidifying,
A human made a delightful day.
Cute humans stretched their legs
For more dazzling drying,
Forceful seeing and hearing.
Life consisted of their feelings,
A habit of dying had reached the find;
Expelling me was a strong action,
Gorgeous smoke invaded the vicinity
Of victory, visible institutions cropped up.
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