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Across the sky, a rainbow gleams,
A bridge of colors, born of dreams.
Red ignites, then orange flows,
Yellow sparkles, green softly glows.
Blue unfolds, with violet’s grace,
A fleeting arc, time can’t erase.
Each hue a promise, bright and free,
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