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As it happened, the star she wished on burned
to a cinder crisp before Earth's first
sunset simmered into mist
& shrouded waters still uncursed
by much past microbes. When it flared
its warning pang & cauterized
the sufferings of neighbor worlds,
nothing for parsecs had the eyes
or mind to notice. Seeping out
across oblivious space, its light
seemed little different than before,
held no suggestion of the plight
that alien billions—briefly—faced
on some night magical as this,
as soft with all the scents of spring.
Now, focused only on the kiss
she hopes her lucky star will grant,
she shuts her eyes & lifts her head
beneath this spangled canopy
of pyres to the distant dead.