.Colours I've none dark or light, red, white or blue
Cold is my touch (freezing)
Summoned by name, I am the overseer over you
Given this command to watch o'er our miserable sphere
Fallen from grace, called on to bring sun or rain
Occasional corn from my oversight grew
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