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Real roads are paved with mirages,
Dreams call us to bring the universe to life.
At first glance the power is lacking,
Then suddenly — civilization at the crossroads.
You have not even thought, and someone has already done it,
Imagination also competes.
Others have passed where you have not walked,
The bio-anthill seethes and swirls.
Someone was trampled, someone tramples himself,
What the scramble is for, they never fully said.
Make way for new mirages!
For the affirmation of complete Glory.