With all the coming together in the color of the white Far from the difference is in the newborn night In the eyes that are empty and found within the grace Travel from the stars is what is in this face To find out what was taken in everything that`s bought Space is now the center in what was all the thought New unknown regions are now mirrored with every mile The distance of the cost in what is worth a smile The skies that fly within the shadows of the morning shall then escape the softness coming from the warningBirth sign: Taurus
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