The Silent Symphony of Skyward Journeys

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In the cradle of dawn’s gentle embrace,
Wings whisper secrets to the waking sky.
Clouds, like dreams, weave tales of grace,
As horizons unfold where eagles fly.

The heartbeat of engines hums a lullaby,
Guiding souls through endless azure seas.
Stars, distant and silent, watch from on high,
As we traverse time’s boundless degrees.

Each ascent a dance of courage and hope,
With winds as partners, guiding our flight.
In the vast expanse, where shadows elope,
We chase the sun, embracing the light.

Landing softly on dreams newly found,
Our journeys etch stories in the sky’s dome.
With each flight, our spirits unbound,
We return, yet are never quite home.

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