If you knew…
a black grain of sand,
on a black chip of stone,
resting on a smooth black pebble,
sitting on a jagged black rock,
wedged into a large black boulder,
lying on a forbidding black mountain,
1000 miles beneath an icy black sea,
that covers the surface of a huge black planet,
surrounded by nine black rings,
which slowly rotates around a burning black sun,
in the beating heart of a black solar system,
lost in the vastness of a black galaxy,
in the blackest of all regions of space;
it is nothing to the dread you would feel, if you could know,
the lurking darkness that hides in the very centre of my black, black heart.
But I still love this life so.
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