First Light Machine

Evaporated materials
Eviscerating winds
Evacuated, memories
Of a consciousness, within.

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Forging, our endless bright shine
Beaming, from a lights ancient blend
Breaking, from our past of decline
Preventing our now, from its then

Reclaiming, our dark shorn design
Receiving, a signal to send
We flow a old light of new hope
From a path, to a past, that ascends

Amid, our flash soul worn divine
Of a now, which we now comprehend
A forever, comes rupturing through
Through a rapture, of what now, can transcend.

NGC 1275 HST+CXO >>