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The Cosmic Being
by By J.D. Harlock
I am….
a child of the stardust,
a mother of the cosmos
the first to see beyond,
the last to see what came before
there on the closed horizon,
there in the finite skies
the black hole
that nothing can escape,
the wormhole
that allows you to flee
the final whimper
of a fading civilization,
the primal scream
of a newborn kind
the compression
in the heart of a dying star,
the expanse
in the void of space
the beginning and the end
in an existence with neither,
the center
that is neverending
the universe
and everything within it,
consciousness
and all that it manifests
infinite
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