Cold blows through the gaseous atmosphere
But no light shines through these clouds
This child is all alone in the dark
Drifting beyond the reach of starlight
The largest of galaxies becoming mere dots
Of light in the eternal night of this world
Though I should correct an error.
This child has small little companions
Even fainter motes of rock and dust
That no eyes will ever see.
Such is the fate of rogue planets
Forever adrift, forever cold.
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