We are a race, who watch the stars,
Venus, Pluto, Neptune and Mars,
These however are only a few,
Each one a uniquely, coloured hue,
We can see what is to come,
As can the elves, though only some,
This is a gift, but also a curse,
For if we act, we could make it worse,
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