A stellar atom of dust, soaring through a clumsy vacant space.
A mere emptiness of emptiness that cannot be grokked by any intuition.
A tiny small sort of existence, lost wandering in an ocean of darkness, upon deep hells of fire and lofty heavens of ice.
A stellar dust brought to universe by a mighty might.
A delicate stellar dust brought to live this devine irony, which is called life and death.
A stellar atom thou shalt exist, from dust to dust thou shalt live.
And by any means, thou shalt die.


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