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emptiness


  In the beginning it was not just void

      It was not merely empty

  It was full of nothing

        Spilling over with vacancy

                                                                time.

        The same will be true at the end

    Pure beautiful desertedness

       More than mere emptiness

  Void itself

 

time.

          

        

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