when i am light i hold no mass,
even if you build a gap
you will not capture me.
Soon torn to cosmic shreds
unstable quantum threads,
recalibrate celestial infinity.
Swallowed width with event horizon
the smaller i get, the denser i will be.
Cycled depth in the pinhole silence,
arched reality and natalist shaped dreams.
Time slows down as the landscape speeds up
i'm far to stretched i'm torn beyond my means.
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