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All humans upon this Earth
Have a hidden power.
It’s buried deep in their bloodline;
Deep inside of time.
There were many tribes
Most of which created beliefs,
But they all had one thing common:
The power to mend the stars.
Although we were powerless,
Grounded onto the Earth,
Nothing could stop us
From building existences afar.
Though there’s also a hint
That some places did not need help.
Their stories continued on
Although we chimed in anyhow.
Maybe those days
In the youth of time are gone…
But Traces of it still remain
Deep in the veins of our civilization.
However, we are blind to it.