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There is no shortage of darkness here, either
one can see it or one doesn't.
One can feel the sun, the heat alone is misleading.
In this darkness where there is light, my fingers cling to the moon,
warm some where else, I am told in the center, a great black hole.
Star's beyond normal sight with out the help of a telescope
lay upon glass, thinly blaze with white frost.
As it is now drawn from the past, the future revealed to