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A Death In The Family


Once upon a lifetime, lost forever
The Suns, and Moons, and Stars were born
And among them
Swirled into frame; humble and small
Was Little Blue Planet; that's what it was called

The Little Blue Planet was very smart
It had land
It had seas
And the Little Blue Planet was riddled with trees
And The Sun and The Moon were both happy

Day in and Day out
Sun would watch LBP
But when Night-time arrived
It was Moon's time to shine
And The Little Blue Planet felt safe

And then time would pass
While dancing with the stars
LBP did not notice; and neither did Mars
That life was created
(But life would leave scars)


The Little Blue Planet had thought she made friends
But these friends had strange ways of showing it
The creatures were small and stupid
And they hated each other
(And they hated LBP)

The Sun and The Moon tried to tell LBP
That her small, stupid friends were not all that they seemed
And The Stars formed shapes above her
To warn of things to come
But LBP, she didn't see. And so the small creatures had won

And then time would pass
While sunken into space
Traveled creatures on a rock
who were deemed, "The human race"
And The Sun and The Moon fell away

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