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Will  there be any sentience
Observing that journey's ending,
Maybe one billion years in the making,
In a streak of light across the sky
Heralding violent death
As planet and visitor meet
In a random cataclysm
And, maybe, a new creation begins,
Unnoticed, in one small part  
Of an ever expanding Universe.

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