Time still unwinds while Apollo he shines.
Still eternal, forever. π
The vibration is right,
The lights are bright.
Crowned with golden feathers. β¨
He ducks behind the silver maiden.
And winking, points to the kingdom. π
They dance across contested ground.
That today still bears the symptoms. π
But in all this, the Glory is to him and all his kin. πͺ
Children of earth,
We dance with mirth,
While she onward spins. π
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