In the beginning, long the atomic race,
Lonely winds whistled through empty space
And whirled through cosmic dust, for endless days
It was then that the planets were born
One bright and hopeful morn . . . . . . . .
The women of the Zodiac were seen that day
When the stars found light on the Milky Way.
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