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Cosmic Heart
In the hinterland of tomorrow, where the stars will dance
There’s a moon that lights up the ground, and the wind greets us with a glance
The sky is a vast field, an expanding canvas spread
I follow the trails of the future, with a dream in hand, ahead
Oh, cosmic heart, where are you?
In the dance of galaxies, we’ll meet, it’s true
Dancing among planets, with the sun as our guide
...Friday 13th September 2024 4:35 am

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