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Celestial spheres

Cascading our ears,

Sing us the way of things



Armed armadas,

Deadly regattas,

Are how we get

What we think



Intellectual peers

What no siren hears of

Those who invented the Chalice,



Moments unseen

And those in between are

Hardened and pregnant with malice



The spirit of being

Reserved and all-seeing

Applauds the onset

Of change



We all run like rabbits with

Schemes and bad habits

And hardly remember our dreams