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A tapestry of gold
The vapour that forms the cloud
of promised splendour endowed,
never forgets its ability to stun
and gracefully invite the ever patient Sun,
oft' baffled by His loving persistence,
to visit its realm of yet unveiled brilliance.
Only by the tears of angels abound,
shed in happiness and luster,
sometimes in sadness and fluster,
will the Sun find its glory unwound,
wishing in return to no longer razzle,
but by its rays tell the world of dazzle,
of favour and wonder, rapture and elation,
of frailness and elegance, of exultation,
for all to see and humbly behold
the Angel's blissful tapestry of gold.
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