The microcosm is in exhibition
Terrestial shaped into a magnificent realm
Our colonial settlements are threatened by the sky
The circling disk of ice watches quietly from a distance
Refracting nebulaic dust has pierced the outer shell
A blooming world is being ripped apart
Planetary wide scorching from the focused light
This extra solar vessel, orbiting the cluster
Ejects the sample pods of the Eden passengers
As for us, we must migrate
This exoplanet has failed
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