THE DYING STAR

 

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THE DYING STAR

There was once a magnificent black hole,

A hole which energy was massive and superfluous.

Superfluous enough so one can get drowned in its infinite darkness.

Darkness that could eat up even the slightest vacuity of a soul.

Soul that was bruised, wounded and dying.

The dying soul of an outdated star.

An outdated star brave enough to surrender into vacuum of eternal blankness.

Eternal blankness of great exuberance.

You’re the black hole.

And I was the dying star.

 

 

 

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