the emptiness
of this being
in its tiny processes
actions to please
thoughts to self-assure
words to divert
attention from the dull stare
the ghoulish eyes
all is empty
indeed
but this
a special kind
and now I know
and now I see
it was me who
must solve
the mystery
why such a bright stone
would fall to Earth
gravity dogging it
post-birth
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