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The Void
by Jane E PearceHad I not gazed the sun,
or looked upon the moon,
the ledger would show blank
of morning, night,and noon.
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Past would be a foreign word,
future a term as strange,
no memories to unfurl,
no life to rearrange,
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A blank page of nothingness,
no years to be worn,
a void without vitae,
to never have been born. 02/14/2005 Posted on 02/15/2005
Copyright © 2026 Jane E Pearce
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