“May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
That pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.”

And may the coming year be better than the last.
Space Opera With a Twist
“May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
That pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.”
And may the coming year be better than the last.
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