Starstruck
Drifting through the small meteor cluster
Red Giants so soon lose their luster
Andromeda's spiral army
Where moonstruck the horizon hard
Atmosphere called her advance guard
Blue Dwarf soldiers burn out brightly
Planets are aligned, our brothers
Leaning upon one another
Orphan stars, no longer lonely
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So this is called a Nove Otto and I hope I did it some justice.
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