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At Nothing
December 10, 2010
My hands spread like the roots of a redwood tree.
There are no stars in this dark universe.
A cold, metal-like feeling stung at my hand as I touched it.
I can hear the silence filling the void.
The stars of the universe belong to me and me alone.
Redwood trees reach to the empty, starless universe, grasping.
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