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Created on: August 03, 2009 Last Updated: August 04, 2009
Small silent nothing.
From the vast darkness of
space, the fluttering.
The universe took a deep breath
and exhaled into the dark, a
world of complicated life and death.
With this gift came light and the balance of night.
Creeping across the flesh of this heavenly being
so that she may live to give life as it was foreseen.
Universe says: "How beautiful it is, this I create."
"Never forget just how great"
"It may not be too late"
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