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And the vibe is perplexing you towards the end of the race,
And the vibe is perplexing you towards the end of the race,
In twilight's hush, the mystery takes shape,
A perplexing vibe, a riddle to drape.
Towards the race's end, where shadows roam,
In a lonely, stony, forgotten home.
A missing piece, a puzzle's grace,
Bound in a certain, sacred space.
Far beyond, in celestial formation,
A poison-free, distant constellation.
Among the stars, it finds its berth,
A treasure trove, a place of mirth.
No venom's sting, no bitter taste,
In this faraway, untamed space.
So journey forth, let hope lead on,
Through trials faced and battles won.
For in that realm, the missing link,
Shall be revealed, in stars' grand sync.
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