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Rose's Thorns.

A general pondering.
6 years ago. Sunday, March 3, 2019 at 10:03 AM

Blackest star, deepest night,

not a twinkle in sight.

As Blackness eclipses the night,

a heart beats

out of sight.

 

Vast unyielding space  

without end in sight 

where once was a beat

nothing exists any longer,

just Depth inside. 

 

Depth without bottom

is the cruellest of ends

as the unending bleak horizon

expands beyond end.

 

No longer a nightmare

beyond a dream.

Time, fabric and context

become an undying end.  

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