Stars burn within our souls We gaze into the void so cold and Contemplate our origins Will consciousness be born again? Lex Celestis This is Sentinence Self aware yet all encompassing Existential fears outnumbering Fate leads us all to the same Black hole radiated into space Lex Celestis This is Existence Stellar winds from a blue white furnace Sculpting a twisted shape, lifeless astral sweeping fate Tidal forces waves of dark matter Space and time are ripped apart from a cold galactic heart
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