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The Sundial
I walk along the street and smile,
I determine the time by the sundial,
This device is turned on by God,
We have got it as an award.
The sundial is always right,
They work when it is light,
Some works even at night,
When with the sleep I fight.
Sundial connects earth and space,
Looking carefully at its face
I see how valuable the time is,
It’s my joy of life increase.
Let's live ...
Wednesday 7th November 2018 6:43 am
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