Rings of water collapse, interfering with us,
A solvent is blooming with a solute.
This pool can inspire the mood into a light,
Full light, what is the whole light?
Then let darkness abuse, consequences are around,
The black void shall end, the whole vacuum speaks.
Problems of the making style abuse you,
When the void is an universe in the flesh.
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