Thus Spoke

Two years lost in a lightless sleep
Not a star in sight since the fall of the machine
Creation and invention collide to provide
A gap in existence: a ripple in time
As matter collapsed, I fell inside
Crossing a distant, deathless, dimensional divide
Where the sum of gravity granted passage and bowed
The night God slept everything was sound



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Writer(s): 0, William Scott Putney
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