No light no stars no galaxies no gas no dust no dark matter
The cold region
a billion light years across
Telepathy scooped out his guts
his thoughts, his dreams
his hopes and his regrets
and flung them towards
the constellation Eridanus
Telepathy puked up his future
mixed it together with his memories
his spine and his spleen
and hurled it deep into the Southern Hemisphere
Where it all felt right at home with the
cold region
one billion light years of nothingness
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