The Falling Star

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A falling star, a streak of light,
Dancing through the sky so bright,
A fleeting moment, a cosmic sight,
A wondrous display of celestial might.
From the depths of space it came,
A cosmic traveler, without a name,
A journey long and far to claim,
A moment of glory, its only aim.
Through the atmosphere it raced,
A fiery trail, a heavenly grace,
A blaze of glory, it embraced,
As it fell to earth, its fate encased.
But though it falls, its legacy remains,
A memory etched in time's domains,
A symbol of wonder, and cosmic strains,
A falling star, forever it reigns.