The Void

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The Void

The black maw awaits its next meal, uncaring in what it devours.

It is a graveyard of stars, home to all that which isn’t.

All things must end, all roads reach a destination.

So too must I go, into its unfathomable depths.

The void beckons, the supreme nothingness calling.

by Nicholas Byrley

This ran through my head and I just had to let it out. The picture was oddly very suited to the poem, but I didn’t see it until after. Nice when it works out that way.

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