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Everyone gathers to gaze at the skies
Careful to shield their delicate eyes.
Laying among them, I use no protection,
Inspecting the halo of coronal ejection.
Piercing my retinas, the blazing-bright ring
Shows me The Truth in a deep, burning sting.
Ensconced now in darkness, I hear The Sun sing.
About the Creator
J. Otis Haas
Space Case
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