Space
Space:
Unseen,
Unattained,
Unlimited.
The place of wonders,
Of planets, stars, and clouds;
A world of cold and darkness,
Yet in itself it is nothing.
It absorbs everyting sent through it.
We can't understand, so we call it space.
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