The moon hegemon sets high,
New stars satellites shine bright,
All souls on the Earth abide
The laws without a chance to deny
Blind is the vision’s side
Where one’s comprehension’s ride
Makes turns to the mountains heights
Yet falling apart in the pride
It’s not outstanding to rhyme
When life gives you lemons to try
No way to be better or sly
Just follow the laws that apply
Laws to abide
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