When you fall
through empty space alone
be sure to take
the shortest route
close by the sun
white hot
It will not follow
neither you nor her
but pursues other entertainments
lets you spin in perfect orbits meeting nothing
while it pursues its calculation
of a center of mass
nowhere near you

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