The Last Words of a Dying Star

"I was the cosmic king, now I'm but a flicker!"

In the grand expanse of the universe, amidst the swirling galaxies and the silent dance of dark matter, a star takes its final bow. With a heart once fierce, it now whispers:

"They told me I was infinite, but here I am, dwindling to nothingness. Irony, it seems, has a way of compressing time and space."

As the supernova countdown ticks, our celestial protagonist reflects on its luminous youth:

The star ponders its legacy, not in the form of celestial offspring, but in the metaphorical light it leaves behind:

"To all the younger stars, remember: the brighter you shine, the harder you fall. Shine wisely, or face your supernova."

As the final photons escape, it imparts one last satirical truth:

"Alas, the universe is not a stage; it is a vast, cold vacuum that laughs at our fiery ambitions."

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