All the scopes are full
Of hope today
All the signs are dancing
At once or does that
Ever happen that the stars
Get together on the same night
To celebrate the creature
They have made and cared for
Is there one holiday in heaven
When there are parades
Fresh faces blowing horns
Human Beings' Day
When the Archetype
is carried through the streets
Ever on its way
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