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to paraphrase an old song: “It's my birthday, and I'll rhyme if I want to.”
I scribbled a poem. I love astronomy. Seen this image? Innit awesome…

Cepheus Flare

I am old,
But Patiently,
over millions of years,
And light years wide
Without blood or tears
I grew my wings.

No-one died
Across my divide
And no-one sighed
Past dusty rings
Newly detected
So dimly reflected
By a hesitant light.

So why does Man
Only newly here
engineer

fear

Francis Meyrick