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Markets run by dreams,
Books that changed their fate.
All the lands I saw —
Shadows in debate,
Signs that faced away,
Keys that asked to wait.
All the lands I saw —
Veils of violet steam,
Birds with echo skin,
Time caught in a seam.
All the lands I saw —
Truth that flickered twice,
Beauty out of phase,
Eyes that rolled the dice.
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