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It turns out that my close-then-far turn around the sun
Might be the norm in the galaxy, instead of the exception
It turns out that big sister Jupiter is not that big
She is just the fattest on our block
It turns out that big balls of gas, like her, can spin around their fathers
From even closer than where our Mercury lives
It has been over a year since my demotion
It has been over a year since I was disowned
It has been over a year since plutoed became a verb
It has been over a year since 9 became 8
To avoid recognizing a 10 and an 11
It has been over a year since I was labeled a dwarf
An almost
A not quite
A thing between being and not being a part of the family
A child that no one wants to recognize
Because of my size
Because of my unusual lifestyle
Unlike my sisters, I actually have friends
Unlike my sisters, I did not push all my friends away, or eat them
Hot Jupiters and eccentric giants exist
My orbit only looks weird because my sisters are freaks
With their pretty revolutions around father
Since planets can be much bigger than Jupiter and not turn into stars
Should we not assume that the opposite is true?
That they can be just as small as me—smaller than some moons?
It turns out that the universe does not see us as the standard of solar systems
With my behavior foiling a perfect score
I have daughters like you
They are Charon, Hydra, and Nix
I am not a dwarf
I am your little sister Pluto
