Beneath the colors
Was darkness
Darkness as black as black ever was
The deep was empty
And eternal
Where nothing was nothing
Without any cause
I found myself exploring
From nothing
To nothing I flew
Whatever was there
It wasn't unreal
It had no beginning
No end
Like nothing
And unlike nothing
Still nothing
Could answer it's claim
I finally stopped
And turned around
Nothing became terror
And I became nothing
Beneath the colors
Was darkness
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