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Where Time and Space End (Free verse) by Quarton Light on a summer night, chased by a child
whose hand reaches out--captures the light,
opens her hand; the glowfly blinks,
then flies away.
On a distant planet,
a being searches the evening sky,
sees the point of light on its journey
to a place where time and space end.
Where the child has been
long before the spark is seen--
holding eternity in her empty hand.
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