.102. Sun

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Sun was smiling on
Looking at their face
Unaware of the fact
That he was burning them with its gaze

Sun was just going round
Trapped in a chase
But along with he dragged
All his deathly rays

Sun always had a belief
Thought he had cracked the maze
But little did he know
There was no winner in this race

Oh, it was all an illusion
Just a mad craze
In the end everyone had to vanish
Without any trace

Without any trace...

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