Screw up your eyes tight
Spread the wings and fly
At the speed of light
To the endless sky
Through the haze of fogs
Through the blasts of wind
In the blurry smog
To your dark weird
In obscure night
You will see the light
In the immense sea of stars
In cold empty space
Only pure grace
Among star constellations
Bright flash of a dying star
Supernova remnant
Will born a Nebula
Unique, never frequent
In deathly silence
Total solitude
So shining brightness
Iím in devout mood
Such an unharnessed
Energy inside
In one step to rest
The end of the fight
Such a fabular
Born of nebular
A radiating scarce
With pulsar inside
At its centre, right
Emits waves and gamma-flash
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