| I come, and I go, more than once in a day. Yet I’ve always been here; for eons my stay. A bearer of life, I bring fear and great dread; A destroyer of old, millions by me are fed. Artists and poets my presence inspires, My moods, they are varied, my journey ne’er tires. Once I was greater, but my time comes again. Can you yet name me, my riddling friend? |
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