A universe of quiet thought,Within her mind is softly caught.The stars ignite, a spiral gleam,Where heavy night becomes a dream.And from the glow of cosmic strands,Her thoughts escape to distant lands.On feathered wings, they learn to fly,To blend the spirit with the sky.
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