I like to fly high,
But sky is the only limit,
Because beyond the high blues,
There lies a galaxy of abstruse.
I like to live long,
But age is the only limit,
Because beyond the immortal glory,
There cries a myriad story.
I like to race ahead,
But destiny is the only limit,
Because beyond the Godspeed tracks,
There dries the field of fertile cracks.
I like to dream all night,
But dawn is the only limit,
Because beyond the astral path,
There flies the scornful aftermath.
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