As the day grows old,
So does everything that it holds.
people age until they die,
while birds learn how to fly.
And while the sunset appears to the west,
Most have yet to see the best.
For the east is where they one should set one's eyes,
To see the beauty of the moonrise.
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*dun dun DUNNNNN*
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