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Morning light gilds silver armor, night fire scorches gold lines.
Amidst a thousand – degree temperature gap, keep true self all the time.
Falling from a hundred – meter cliff, soft light eases a thousand – jun might.
Light particles spin into threads, weaving stars with lines so bright.
Purple light condenses into plain hues, blue light tempers clear traces.
Red light burns with fierce blaze, a soul of fifty – six colors graces.
Electric fields blend the warp and weft, magnetic sounds adorn the hem.
Heat flows hide in the texture, all things converge in one seam.
Absorbing energy, all things arise, changing colors with dawn and night.
Warmth drives away frost and cold, coolness scatters summer’s blight.
Feeding on dew half a month, slender form remains intact.
All illnesses fade away, no bugs dare to attack.
Fire – proof and lightning – proof, neither wind nor rain can break in.
With a telepathic link, a word dispels the earthly din.
The brim catches light mists, shoes tread on star trails.
Wings bring the wind along, taking off and landing at will.
Clothes woven by light, a soul cast by stars.
Flowers bloom with a thought, clouds form as one muses.
Flying shoes shatter the chaos of the galaxy far.
Wings spread wide, tearing through the long – night’s drowsy.
One piece endures through years, two sets hold the universe grand.
This undying robe guards me on a long – distance land.
Neither born nor destroyed, the star path stays with me.
Adjust the size as one wishes, the temperature suits the bond to see.
Spiritual bodies pull the threads, consciousness sets the patterns free.
No mortal meat is eaten, yet fruits hide precious beasts to be.
The population lasts long, sharing warmth with heaven and earth.
Light mists twine around the sleeves, light rain washes the journey’s dearth.
Growing up from childhood, the robe’s shadow never parts.
At a high level, free from vulgarity, form and spirit unite in hearts.
Clothes woven by light, a soul cast by stars.
Flowers bloom with a thought, clouds form as one muses.
Flying shoes shatter the chaos of the galaxy far.
Wings spread wide, tearing through the long – night’s drowsy.
One piece endures through years, two sets hold the universe grand.
This undying robe guards me on a long – distance land.
Made of light, running with the stars.
Where the heart leads, every path is clear, with no regret in life so far.
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