The Crude Sun

When the knots of the interstellar clouds were weaved with gravity

An abrasive yet continual chain of nature emerged with a crude sun

It covered the heavens of space-time with outbreaks so exotic

That the empty chasms of space reverberated the gold of its royalty

– Muzaffar Ahmed

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