Oh impertinent riffraff.
Light is a rain
of microscopical jewels
that goes painting
the celestial vault.
Light is; then, a snowfall
of chilly tears,
that comes swirling a blizzard
over the canvas of the planet.
Oh impertinent, riffraff,
and fraudulent light:
Why do you cover the mantle
of the sidereal orb?
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