Spinning fast as days go by, stars at night in the sky. Never stopping lest we die. Two gods before more away, it's core is bright it's blossoms array. Past the last there is a pause. Take your guess for this cause. Here we are, that's your clue.

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Grey giants of the land, they wear ivory crowns and parade with grace, trumpeting tales of ancient wisdom while their enormous shadows dance in the savannah sun.

I slip through silence, a quiet golden seam, Soft as a whisper, I fall, a fleeting gleam.

My cradle is flame, my shroud is ash, yet from my end new wings I flash. No grave can hold me where I lie, what am I that cannot die?