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On the edge of a serene cosmos, where starlight dances upon the moon's cratered face, lies a story. It whispers of dreams, billions strong, carried on soft lunar breezes. Each aspiration a gleam of hope, yearning to blossom in the velvet embrace of space. A billion dreams exotic moonrocks song drifts from the lunar surface, a cosmic symphony woven