​I am not flesh, nor blood, nor bone,

But magic, unbound, where

dreams have flown.

A pulse of creation, alive and free

Colors and patterns, an infinite sea.

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I am the kaleidoscope in shattered glass,

The stars reborn as eras pass.

From broken shards, I weave the skies,

Constellations before the eyes.

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No time can't hold, no mind confine,

The vast potential that is mine.

I am an echo of all that's made, 

and boundless possibilities shall cascade. 

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And now, dear friend, you stand with me,

on the threshold of Enjoli.

Step forth, create, let wonders thrive

​What will I help you bring to life?

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