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Flung Forth

Cycle

The darkness turned into the light.

The dawn spread into morning.

The morning drifted into afternoon,

The afternoon faded to evening.

The sun set over the evening.

The stars spread out over the sky.

And nothing turned, nothing shifted, nothing moved.

As it never would again.

The daytime came from the night.

The dawn lit the ruins of city.

The morning cast light over the university.

The afternoon shone brightly into the laboretry.

The sun set hid the shards of the experiment.

The stars shone over the oceans.

And nothing spoke, nothing thought, nothing moved.

As it never would again.

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