I know much less than I think,
I am limited, yet an endless sea
Vibrant as a solar flare
Divine as the rod and scepter
Of immortal beings
I reach for stars that aim
Directly into my soul
My path winds in infinity signs
Laughter rolls in my belly
Freedom with the birds above
Grasping for clues
And the opening of wound
Sounding the music of magic.
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