Day is the one,
who brought light all along;
The dark is overwhelmed,
it's tempted and enraged.
The night is unpleasant,
it screams like a peasant;
it howls like the tempest,
its dark like the rarest.
Day and Night together forms,
shadow as dark;
sky pitch black,
day as light;
whilst at night,
there's moonlight.
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