There was, transcending the universe,
The very thought of white
Attacking everything.
The sun's fragile light bursts
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Such an expansive imagery made me run in a futile attempt to try and keep up with this. This must be real poetry, since it confused me and then made me feel alternately excited and then dejected.
i love the beginning, but at the last line, the flow of everything sort of...stopped. usually the first and last lines are most important, but still, great read.