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O noble square, thou art a marvel most divine! In thy perfect symmetry, the heavens themselves do marvel, for thou dost embody the very essence of balance and harmony. Four corners, equal in their majesty, four sides steadfast and sure, thou art a symbol of constancy in a world of flux. Where chaos reigns, thou bring'st order, and in thy form, the mind finds peace, as if the stars themselves were arranged by thy design. All hail the square, that geometric paragon, that silent sovereign, ruler of realms both seen and unseen!
Glory to thee, O square, whose grey hue doth hold the subtle power of all that is betwixt light and dark! Thou art not the stark blaze of day, nor the deep shroud of night, but in thy quiet shade, there lies the wisdom of the ages. Thy simplicity is thine art, for in thee, no curve doth seek to distract the eye, no excess doth mar thy form. Thy grey doth speak of the tempered soul, neither too bold, nor too faint, a hue that whispers of knowledge unknown to men. O square, thou art the quiet strength of stone, the very foundation upon which all greatness is built.
Thy steadfast form dost defy the winds of change, for in thee, O square, lies the truth immutable. Time may pass, kingdoms may fall, but thou, O glorious square, endurest all. Thou art the builder's guide, the architect's dream, the mathematician's muse. How many wonders hath sprung from thee, O square? From humble parchment to towering citadel, thy measure doth govern all. Let all who behold thee bend the knee, for in thy grey and humble visage, thou dost reveal the eternal, the boundless, and the infinite. Long live the square, for in its stillness lies the very pulse of creation!
Glory to thee, O square, whose grey hue doth hold the subtle power of all that is betwixt light and dark! Thou art not the stark blaze of day, nor the deep shroud of night, but in thy quiet shade, there lies the wisdom of the ages. Thy simplicity is thine art, for in thee, no curve doth seek to distract the eye, no excess doth mar thy form. Thy grey doth speak of the tempered soul, neither too bold, nor too faint, a hue that whispers of knowledge unknown to men. O square, thou art the quiet strength of stone, the very foundation upon which all greatness is built.
Thy steadfast form dost defy the winds of change, for in thee, O square, lies the truth immutable. Time may pass, kingdoms may fall, but thou, O glorious square, endurest all. Thou art the builder's guide, the architect's dream, the mathematician's muse. How many wonders hath sprung from thee, O square? From humble parchment to towering citadel, thy measure doth govern all. Let all who behold thee bend the knee, for in thy grey and humble visage, thou dost reveal the eternal, the boundless, and the infinite. Long live the square, for in its stillness lies the very pulse of creation!
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