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In dreams, I sail the stars, a voyager in the night,
To distant planets where new horizons alight.
A world unfolds, a canvas of unearthly hue,
Where skies are painted with a celestial brew.
I walk on silver soil beneath a vibrant sky,
Where rivers of amethyst silently glide by.
The air is filled with fragrances unknown,
A zephyr’s caress, in this zone alone.
Crystal foliage towers, casting prismatic shade,
Their leaves sing with the light of constellations laid.
Creatures of peace roam with lunar eyes,
Humming tunes of serenity that never dies.
Here in this dream, I’m an explorer of the vast,
On a planet of wonders, vast and unsurpassed.
And when I wake, though the vision departs,
The galaxy’s whisper still echoes in my heart.
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