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On the edge of a sleeping cosmos, where starlight dances upon the moon's cratered face, lies a tale. It whispers of fantasies, billions strong, carried on soft lunar breezes. Each aspiration a gleam of wonder, yearning to take flight in the midnight embrace of space. A melody drifts from the lunar surface, a sweet symphony woven from starlight and