You are no star but you could sparkle out of this cosmos,
The sun would turn green pushed from its centre,
Black holes spit at an even further than their horizons,
The creeping universal darkness slows to be quelled,
A paradox, you are the darkness which highlights,
Centrifugal in the spotlight; you are the spotlight,
Iridescent, you resonate the spectrum,
The passing dust can only watch the endless rebirth and ruin,
Jealous and yearning, a phase, a spec, a fleeting moment.
How could one comet affect the infinite?
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