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Dreams And flashing, blinding rocks of white, Skin-warming sun and wind suffice To fuel the fight 'gainst nature's might That star-bound men of vision true Wage in pursuit of the bold and new. So sail your ship through choppy seas, Spirits buoyed by an ocean breeze. Climb the ropes and shout your cry— Courageous souls don't let dreams die!
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