     If we add the words such as ‘stars, female lion, never stop creating’ then the following poem emerges:
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In the night sky, a canvas so vast and wide,
A twinkling tapestry, where stars reside,
Their celestial dance, a symphony so bright,
A beauty that awakens, the human heart's delight.
Their light, a beacon, in the darkest night,
Guiding us forward, with all their might,
Their brilliance, a reflection of our own,
A reminder of the beauty we hold within.
Oh, the human longing, for the unknown,
A yearning so deep, it's forever shown,
The stars above, a mystery so grand,
A call to explore, this vast land.
Yet, in our search, we must understand,
The beauty that's within, our own land,
The female lion, a symbol of strength and grace,
A reminder of the power within our embrace.
For creation never stops, it's a never-ending stream,
A flow of inspiration, a dream,
The stars, a constant reminder, to never stop,
To keep creating, to never drop.
So let us look to the stars, for guidance and light,
And let the female lion, be our shining beacon bright,
For within our own hearts, the power resides,
To create and dream, and never divide.
     If we also add the words such as ‘God, salvation, civilization’ then the emerged poem is
In the twilight of the cosmos, where stars burn bright,
A longing stirs within our hearts, a yearning for the light.
A quest for understanding, a search for the true,
A reaching forth for the divine, an eternal hue.
A female lion's roar echoes through the night,
Her strength and grace, a shining beacon in sight.
With each step forward, we find our own way,
A journey through the ages, to a brighter day.
God's love shines down upon us, a guiding force,
Salvation's gentle touch, a healing course.
Civilization's embrace, a shelter from the storm,
Together we create, a masterpiece, a living form.
Our longing for the stars, a reflection of the divine,
Our understanding of the heart, a gift from the divine.
With every breath we take, our spirit soars,
Never stopping, never still, forever we adore.
