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The Rain
The rain, the rain falls, and stays there ...
Until it rises up again.
The Phoenix, the Phoenix rises until it again is consumed by flames of its complement, then again performs its miracle of resurrection.
Tle World, the World spins and will someday slide into the sun and burn up, only to compress and expand to again form a new World.
So, how would you like to spend your day?
your title seems to contrast with the poem. did you do that on purpose? i like it, though, no change!
Wow...Just Amazing...all i can say is WOW!!!