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Quasi-star, Quasimodo, Quasimandias for sure Eating stars, black holes, and planets, celestialities galore It's no wonder it's so big with an appetite like that Galumphing through the universe not caring where it's at The size of a hundred thousand skies, you go just where you please The only thing left in your wake won't even raise a breeze Nature abhors a vacuum and this might just be the model Of what happens when God himself is leaning on the throttle Of a cosmic train that's runaway and making it's own tracks Leaving holes where 'ere it goes, whether white or red or black They'll be here until the end, where they'll spend their final eons At the end of which comes something we can't readily agree on Which is fitting for this splitting and emitting long enduring A Providential palindrome... as enigmatic as alluring
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