Space was studded deep with stars,
Before temporal time was born,
As as the dinosaurs passed by,
We were the glint, some far God's eye.
The Earth was fertile nursery
Of creatures born, and yet-to-be;
Panspermia our hatchery:
Space seeded, with the likes of We.
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