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Metal wove and spun on a loom,
The royal cloth of flight.
Twice as strong, three times as light
makes up it's mighty height.
Solar sails set on the wave of light
for destinies yet unknown
To map the endless dark sea
that all the stars call home.
Canvas does not snap and blow
to gather in the wind.
Sunlight absorbed and stored with lusty
greed will power that which we send.
The future stands before us, but
before it can WE stand.
Let us not strive to overcome God
for we are only man.
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