metathesiophobia

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i breathe life into the stars,

shimmering slivers of hope and prosperity,

to bring radiance where there was none before.

my creation bestows a universe upon you.


i liberate the light from beaming prisons.

lead them to nothingness, where they belong.

keep the universe as it was, before the creation came.

my destruction pacifies your universe.


a wave of my gentle hand brings color,

lighting up the constant achromatic night.


you must remember,

black is a color too.


without me, the starless sky will forever be a black hole.


without me, the stars will pollute the sky with change, making it unsafe for us all.

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