a ball, a point in space

floating there, suspended in time

infinite small, a thousand wrapped dimensions

expanding, inconceivably fast

a swirling soup of energy

lumps form and begin to fold around themselves

denser by the second

still you keep on growing

try to keep us from ever knowing

complex elements begin to form

then aeons later, on a distant rock

we comprehend this as the norm.


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