this poor star called sun.

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    this poor star called sun.

     agog amongst fog,
    he was in bog,
    remained thus,
    like a bloody dog.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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