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Beneath the vast and starry sky, Where dreams take wing and spirits fly, In whispered tones of the night's embrace, We find our hearts in a tranquil space. The moon, a guardian, soft and bright, Bathes the world in silver light, And in its glow, we feel the pull, Of life's great tapestry, rich...