Change Places!

Change places declared!
You know who is marked golden
The rest a mirage

With dazzling lights
Let optimal arrangements
Fall free from the bow

I wish you the best
Though the shifting sandstorms shade
Soul's most stable forms

The four winds will wane
But as they blow remember
Hope for which we came

Housed safely within
Flanked by sailors most stalwart
So no storm shipwrecks

They will see the dawn
And speak of this adventure
With family and friends

Each in their own way
This inexplicable day
All was accomplished

Let your senses fade
Illusion best seen blurry
Love will still shine bright 

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