The universe was very small, If it had any size at all. Some say it was a singularity, But it had infinite density!
My sister writes her poems of the life that she is livin' She writes of people, places, things, of memories once given.
Blood red was the cloud When the Titanic did depart An omen in the sky That no one took to heart
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