Uniqueness crowned thy figure
Amidst realm of mini lots
Like the early crow of cock
Thee; a pole of awareness to all.

Voluminous is thy steps
Like beats from Goliath’s soles
Thee crests the rest
As thy Achilles’ buried in hole.

Sun dances at thy feet
And genuflects at thy speech
When thee knocks from  runs
Like half-souls to their bosses.


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Cirphrank is a pun. Web developer, content writer, 2D minimalist UI, blogger. Breathing poetry. What makes many mad makes some Philosophers, what makes others sad makes me write. A lover of tech and the arts.

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