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Sun glints off polished metal,
A flare called by Apollo cracks through the perfect sky.
Two at noon not blinded by light or by fear,
The chariot reaches its peak.

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Five shadows cast down below Zeus,
Four breathe fresh air,
Titans rumble in their prisons below stoic men.
No beads of sweat as the barrel spins,
There would be no offering to Poseidon.

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No trial before Hercules,
The two were no half gods,
Mere mortal men.
Night will fall on their lives and they race the sun.
The light whirl as the future spins is deafening.

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Burning the candle at both ends,
Wax dripping into the tears of Isis.
Two sons of Ares stare into each other? eyes.
A sound of thunder shatters Olympus.