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From cosmic dust, a beacon came,
A whispered light, a burning flame.
Not born of fire, but starlight true,
My sister, and my universe, is you.
When shadows stretch and paths grow steep,
And all the weary world's asleep,
You blaze, you shine, you cut the night,
My own great source of warmth and light.
You are the fusion, hot and bright,
That scatters darkness into flight.
A Supernova, strong and rare,
The one who taught me how to care.
For me, your gravity is sure,
A loving force that will endure.
A silent promise, held so fast,
That come what may, your love will last.
I watch you glow, a brilliant star,
And wonder how magnificent you are.
So vast your heart, so quick to mend,
My sister, confidante, and friend.
This simple verse, a fragile plea,
To thank the light you give to me.
For always being there to guide,
My Ms. Supernova, standing by my side.
