In the depths of stars lies a movement
Heat churning just above the core
Roiling rivers of radiant reflection relent
Smashing a neutron and proton into more
Photons scream out of the surface
After years of torture inside the layers
Bouncing back and forth in this circus
I call a star, that answers so many prayers
Fusion blends together Hydrogen
Into Helium, then to Carbon,
And Magnesium or Oxygen,
Till Iron and it explodes like a weapon.
Sometimes the star remains as a remnant,
Still worthwhile like a broken pendant.
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