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Aug 25. 2026
I sit on the crown where the roof meets the sky, A portal of glass looking endlessly high. I gather the sunlight to brighten your room, And swallow the stars as they chase away gloom.
Aug 25. 2026
I sit on the crown where the roof meets the sky, A portal of glass looking endlessly high. I gather the sunlight to brighten your room, And swallow the stars as they chase away gloom.