I hold you tightly against me,
clinging to you in the silvery moonlight,
but you are only
a shadow now,
my antiself,
a virtual abyss borrowed
from the false quantum vacuum,
waiting to
reabsorb me,
complete me,
reunite me
with the perfection
of empty blackness.
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