Space is Endless
If there is ever a day
When the vast void of space
Has come to an end
And it expands no longer
And the gears and cogs of spacetime itself have stopped churning
When humans, or otherwise, peer out
Into that deep, nothingness
What will they find?
Or,
More accurately
What won't they find?
Staring back at them
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