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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