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Space Dwellers

Do not be fooled by the force of thunder

Trick or wonder

Oh how gallantly we roam around with capes

Chalks and states

Like archmages we have learned to summon spaces

Wilderness to rest our unreal cases

Do not be fooled by the indestructible charm

For we loathe whence the rigorous alarm

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Through alchemy and elemental decomposition

We have traced the ancient mission

One gem to realize it all; from stars to dust

To cogs and rust, to men for lust

Our spirit rams into surreal dimensions

To harvest the finest perfections

Tremble and kneel before the noble endeavor

For bringing the bittersweet shiver