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What was he?

The proud sky illuminated by the sun's arrival.

The pale overcast bathing my skin at dusk.

The profound ocean birthing mysteries anew.

The bloodstream reining my breaths.

The euphoria I sense cherishing a relatable poem.

The brightest star in the sky of love.

The mild sight of the striking selene against the blue.

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