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...The gasping chariot jumps and thrusts into the air,
In the dazzling brightness of firmament so fair,
Deep in the furrowless ether.
It dashes in the blue of measureless azure,
Where the genies baffled, contemplate much unsure
This caravan free of tether.
It flies by, now it's gone; what have become of it?
It's lost in the thin air, lost in the incomplete,
It sinks humans deep in daydream.
In the proof, under the dome of true clarity,
In the aerial ocean, source of all verity,
Where all knowledge falls at the seam...
