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Space

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Tangled-Tales

Published: Aug 23, 2013

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“I need space,” he quietly states
But dear, what do you mean?
Do you mean you want the planets,
the asteroids,
the sun?
Do you mean you want the stars,
the galaxies,
the moon?
Do you want to rent a room, inside a great black hole?
An infinite vacuum,
a quiet location,
solitude for the soul?
Oh yes, my dear,
I’m sure you’ll find plenty of space in there
Oh yes, my dear,
in there,

It’s as empty as you.

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UPDATE: I edited the punctuation a lot, and made the last line more dramatic. I feel the flow is a LOT better, you agree? (I published this before I used to work with punctuation and line capitalization very much, hahah)