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Death of a star

So vulnerable, so fragile,
This temporary shade under the storm
What typhoon it is, what disaster did we deserve?
It raises the tide like moon's invisible pull.

This sacred ground may soon shake,
Earth wants it back what belongs to her.
Mother! Your child will be back into your lap,
With eternal love and almighty's pride.

A star now I see, might have -
Committed suicide a million years back.
In an ocean of darkness in deep midnight,
We too will disappear in that abysmal sky, and turn to a star.

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