None are shown to be the brightest of lights.
Especially when compared to one that glows.
And attempts will be made...
To dim with shade an onslaught,
Of underserving shadows.
But the brightest of all will still reflect the most,
Since there is something about it...
That does not hurt the eyes.
Or quenches one's thirst,
For more of it to see shine!
People have discovered it does not blind.
Reminding those who witness,
Just how rare and genuine it is!
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