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Infinity rings inside each atom
Astride the magma
Above the plain.
The truth it sings what we can't phantom
While earth is dancing
It's on the wing.
A sky seems hollow
But dreams unnumbered
Below the thunder we count our own.
Suns all spinning
Since time beginning
By some great mystery once were sown.
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