Life and death on planet Earth or
While watching a child headed for the beach.
A star is born
Its brilliant lustre blinds
Its pull, its gravity irresistible
Its beauty unbearable
Whelmed by attention to
Its every want
Its volume swells
Its beauty hones
As fission fizzes
Its death approaches
Its glow mutates to memory.
A window closes.
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