The hand of magician
Rises up in the air
The dove flies gracefully in a circle
And lands on the horizon
He lifts his other hand
And the obelisk shoots up in the sky
In the middle of the ocean
With the ripples of water
Delivering the message to the world
He nodes his head
And the oasis blossoms
In Sahara desert
With lavish palm trees
And lakes of youth elixir
That makes people drunk with the hope
He knocks floor with his foot
And the mountain rises
That reaches the heaven
Touching moon and sun’s
Burning wings
He hits the ground with
His other foot
And the earth opens up
With the fires of hade
And consumes the magician
Who performed miracles
And he thought he was
The god

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