| Pull away sinew from bone
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| I collapse in on myself
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| Conscious efforts fall short
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| I watch as time moves faster
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| Losing all that I held dear
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| Devoid of reason
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| Implausible existence comes to life
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| Sentience has been achieved
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| The black hole erupts
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| I am awake
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| Starving for matter, I crawl towards the nearest satellite
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| Tendrils of absent light consume my virgin meal, crushed into density
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| infinitesimal
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| Without hesitation or remorse I feed
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| Gaze up towards the sky
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| Event horizon
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| Everything in my path will die
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| Burning flash of light
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| Great stars engulfed by the ceaseless feast of my unending collapse
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| Space-bound survivors revel in my might
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| Everything will die
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| The conversion settles
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| Slivers of my former mind still exist
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| I’m torn between realities
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| Stuck in the black
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| I am god
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| I am existence given form
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| My infantile consciousness directs me towards one of my kin, one hundred-fold
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| grander than myself but without mind
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| Could it be my new vessel?
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| To quell my hunger forever?
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| I attempt to merge
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| Plunge me into the maw of the void, it consumes me but the plan has failed
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| My consciousness begins to spill, spread throughout the lightless sphere,
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| cannibalised
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| Unable to escape
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| Inside I slumber
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| I will return |