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The sun is shining bright,
It knows no day or night,
Earth rises to a new born day,
With fleeting illusions to display.
Turmoil between day and night,
Displayed in black and white,
Rising from a world of duality,
Transcending to a timeless Reality.
Bitter sweet altercations in time,
Are transcended by my thoughts in rhyme,
With fate love lost and tender,
I come with complete surrender.
George Rapanos July 2004
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