Speak, many-voiced Polyhymnia, of mysteries
That dance between darkness and the first-born light,
Of Night's vast kingdoms where all forms still sleep
And cosmic seeds await their hour of birth.
Summon the sacred tale of beauty's rise
Through realms of chaos to divine design,
Where soul's long journey finds its first faint path
From unity through multiplicity
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