Oct 21. 2025
Each day, I rise, I recede, never fall: lands of earth know my touch, one and all- The wise once saw me as proof, the world is round: for heavens move me, a truth profound.
Oct 21. 2025
Each day, I rise, I recede, never fall: lands of earth know my touch, one and all- The wise once saw me as proof, the world is round: for heavens move me, a truth profound.