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  • A blackness lurks at the center of my soul, unseen,
    hidden in the swirling, turbulent currents of my life,
    its inexorable pull drawing me into its orbit,
    holding me until the ripples of some event,
    unseen, unknown,
    perturb the balance,
    nudge me across the event horizon.
    I spiral downward in the final plunge,
    screams and curses ripped from me,
    swallowed in the blackness,
    unheard, unnoticed,
    my entire soul bent, twisted,
    distorted by incomprehensible forces,
    shredded, shattered, scattered,
    in a fury of destruction
    until only elemental fragments remain,
    colliding, combining, reforming,
    in an instant or over an eternity,
    in the crucible of creation.
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