A Math Divine
Trillions of stars, all with the same scribe.
Jingling. "Come for a visit,
have a spin within my planets.
Search for life if you must.
It's all around; open your eyes.
Even the dead planets once teemed with life.
Every planet has its day in the sun.
Then they're cast into shadows and die".
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