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The sun is dead
The great and terriable sun
That filled the land Babylon
With itís brightness and scotchness
The moon at crescent lost itís beauty as the earth
Runs on itís axis and star fades
The boarders of itís earth felt itís scotchness
The palpitation of the earth pasperates at your heat
The sun fell into a well
And was wench out by a woman
Like a draping drapery was hanged to dry
Who will sing its dirge?
Even enemies sing dirge of passage-I have one
May all planet learn
Jupiter, Saturn, Venus, Learn.


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