When life began its haunting dance Among a symphony of stars, There was no sun, nor was there day, No rivers, streams or reservoirs, Just one small drop of astral dew That twinkled in the morning sky, That dripped and fell and swelled and grew, Made planets gasp and comets sigh, The universe and heaven […]
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