
A celestial memory,
Etched in the sinews of our being.
We are the echoes of a distant fire,
Born from the crucible of stellar desire.
Dust of supernovas, scattered and reformed,
Through eons of cosmic currents, tempest-t…
This is a brilliant way to start a set
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