In the palace of stars, where dreams dance in circles
In the palace of stars, where dreams dance in circles,
She, the hidden goddess, weaves time from eternal light,
With skin like parchment that speaks of forgotten times,
Carries us on wings of longing through galaxies that sing silently.
In the heart of vast space, where hours flow unhurriedly,
She, the mysterious lady, sings a gentle hymn to the universe,
With eyes that hide stories from long-gone ages,
Opens the gates of dreams for us, where anything is possible.
Under the infinite sky, where the sea of stars is born,
She, the divine dancer, moves to the hidden cosmic rhythm,
A glance and a smile reveal the infinite,
She is the silent pulse of the cosmos, the music of eternity.
Without her presence, we are shadows lost in the vast unknown,
She transforms illusions into stars, dreams into reality,
Even in the darkest corners of space,
She is the guiding light, the force that gives us life.
In every ray of sunlight, in every trembling star,
She whispers to us the secrets of the universe, the mystery of creation,
Healer of lost souls, the hand that guides us,
With every heartbeat, she promises new beginnings.
Thus, in this ode to the cosmic and hidden mystery,
She, the divine woman, is the essence, the alchemy of souls,
Endless, in every moment, in every breath,
The only one that matters, in this cosmic meditation.
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