NOOM

We Were Born to Inherit the Stars To cradle their fire in the hollows of our palms Our hearts beat with the pulse of the universe, whispering truths only the soul can hear Glimmering like a myth reborn, it beckons like a comet through the dark, a vessel of molten light carved from possibility itself Take it, hold it, and let it carry you past the edges of your doubt, for this is no mere currency Noom is a key, a flame, a whisper of infinity Noom, will take you to the Moon