I love blackness. O 3 a.m.! O womb, O voluptuous ink of poems, O Virgin of Montserrat, the blessed symmetry of zero, quantum vacuum gushing particles of night, oh fountain and fecundity of nothing, without your one eternal uncreated No this mad and multitudinous dance of yes could never be born, O Light is not enough, I love the Dark!
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