A cosmic eye by Hubble spied,
that is, through telescope ‘twas eyed,
seventy-six million light-years
away from vale of earthly tears,
seems scrutinizing far and wide.
The galaxy is classified
as spiral in celestial guide
while slanted in its view appears
a cosmic eye.
What goings-on might yet betide
throughout the great galactic ride
within our fleeting fleet careers
in infinite unfathomed spheres
as gazes down upon our stride
a cosmic eye?
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