| If you glance into nebular haze
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| Toward the light of a galactic emperor
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| An excursion through an advanced maze
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| Following the intensity of a burning superior
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| The rays travel where man would find immediate death
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| Yearly, daily, hourly, and in the stillness of a breath
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| Seeing the unseen
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| Meeting matter without sheen
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| Eight minutes of experiences not understandable
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| In a puzzling journey of particle suction
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| I would sell my soul if it were possible
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| To ride the sun’s frequent eruptions
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| When the sunspot process peaks so fast
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| The magnetic stellar dice is cast
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| Oscillation in the dualism
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| Light and darkness polytheism
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| Reaching to know, high and below
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| Learning calculations made by the magnanimous
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| Using the magnitude parallax as the cosmic tool
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| Ignored by the narrow-minded as ridiculous
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| But even Newton was called a fool!
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| «What once was watched from Gallilei’s observatory?
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| Still falls under the same category
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| But my wonderings will not rest
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| Until the insight is burning in my chest»
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| So many pieces to put in place
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| So many riddles to solve in this extended maze
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| «I'm sitting at the sunset transfixed by the idea
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| That our cosmos may be just one out of many planes
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| Like all the raindrops at the end build a sea
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| But that’s hardly what you think of when it rains» |