Unfold many a forge of sails.
Stretching beyond until horizons unseen,
Realms hallowed upon flight and firmament.
Its song resounding from summits to tides immeasurable.
Myriads of beings rejoice,
Weaving light where a thousand suns arise.
Calm to dawns resplendent,
As moments cower behind aeons and more,
Awakening worlds and processions of infinite gold.
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