Clue 5
A breath exits through me
Thick relief drifts through it
I can't believe we finally made it
It's an absence of place
And I'm in this place
And what I've known is so small from this plight
Gold pierced through at the speed light
It like an illusion
Only something from a dream
But yet it's a reality
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