Rise
i shall come and i shall go, just as the winds of night and day blow.
i come from dirt and sand, i leave no shadow were i used to stand.
when i finally leave, i leave these words that i had to weave.
Just as the sun rises, There are n real surprises. I will live again, in due time, I rise from the sand.
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