Analysis of Fair

The misty Sunrise through the clouds-
Takes my senses away to infinity.

In each Twilight, best is the dawn
The soapy red,that comes to me.

'Tis' because my heart felt away
In the cirrus,as I be.

The dim that falls on my face-
Takes my time, make me lazy.

As one looks, horizon there
Seems like, it's the Everest.

Top of the flag,folks dancing there
Such situation, it's be.

The colour is the best, makes me wait
To see everything at ease.

Tyndall,as its their work-
Makes me absorbed.

Stones in my way,imbalances me
But best is the place to see.

Two roads collide,
As if forming a 'T'

Then goes the topper-
whom I wish to be.

Oh! that's not my scenario
Again, struggling to see.
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