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“The nitrogen in our DNA. The calcium in our teeth. The iron in our blood. The carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff.” ~Carl Sagan
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Shooting stars watch me fall apart
And clothe me in the great yellow sun
Dance on a boulevard of broken hearts
Sparkling shards of my regretted fun
Dashing comets spun around the clock
Chasing off Time’s ceaseless wails
Asteroids in collision course with rocks
Running after their own scorching tails
Lace my DNA with the nebula’s love
Genes of intoxicating nitroglycerine
My fingertips sends their best regards
To the Northern Lights waving between
Negative particles nibbling at the dark
Hungry midnight devouring the light
But worry not for there’s always a spark
That gives it a stomachache and fights
The universe grows in a mad blaze of glory
Won’t you hear out my quaint sacrifice?
Bored galaxies don’t care much for my story
Humans are but creatures of early demise
For what are we compared to their stellar gears
But some wispy aches and sinews of skin?
Astral plains have shed marvellous tears
Yet we’re but without fates floating within
But just as stars will collapse and embrace
And our old ivory bones will creak and rust
Like everything in this infinite soul of space
We all must revert to stardust.