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In the cosmic theater where stars and galaxies gleam, A tale of absolutes and relatives, as in a cosmic dream. Imagine this celestial stage, where wonder and wisdom convene, A dance of rules and rhythms, where the universe remains unseen.

Now, a playful riddle emerges, like stardust in the night, As we twirl in this cosmic waltz, bathed in eternal light. Do absolutes exist, unchanging, in this grand ballet? Or do they sway like cosmic notes, in a relative display?

Some say, “Yes, there are constants, like a guiding star above, In this universe’s boundless sea, where everything’s in love. Planets orbit, stars do shine, a steady cosmic beat, These are moves that never change, in this celestial feat.”

But pause, and hear another tune, like whispers through the skies, What if every cosmic step depends on where one lies? Could it be that in this dance, each move has its own view? A matter of perspective, where every angle’s true.

Now, let your voice resound in this cosmic masquerade, In the realm of absolutes and relatives, where questions softly fade. What say you, fellow dancers, in this celestial debate? Share your steps, your thoughts, your dreams, and let’s contemplate.

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