Which star shall we go to tonight?
She asks
Pointing to the brightest one
I tell her it's a planet
You can tell because the light doesn't flicker
It's steady
A beacon
Calling us to its rings
A planet, she says
Like Pluto?
I haven't the heart to tell her the truth
Yes, like Pluto
Only bigger, closer
More important
We rest like that
On our backs
Holding hands
Readying for the trip

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