Trying to find the way
charts, maps, stars, patterns
Must be some way
to find the One
Through all the ages
a whole year planning
Then travel, dangerous
yet they sought
We go so fast, not slow
a few weeks and they
Arrive, not the slow
traveling, misfits
In regal robes, fancy
so we don't look at
Who they really were,
sages who dabbled
In a bit of magic
prediction, laid out
Under the starry
sky wondering
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