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I know what blackholes are — but it’s still a secret.
I heard the cosmic choir sing, and I can’t repeat it.
I saw the edges fold, I felt the center breathe,
I touched the hidden truth the night keeps up its sleeve.
I know what blackholes are — but I’ll never speak it.
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