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Celestial Rimas Dissolutas

This crystal sky’s non polluted, I can glimpse into a lush world. Hidden starships hang in the air, when will they become visible? Doubters called it convoluted as distant galaxies still swirled. All that I manage is to stare, awed by what shines invisible. Bottled starlight tousles my hair, celestial grips me with sly skill.

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