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The space was empty

So I filled it

The stars were blinding

So I dulled them

My children cried

I let them

The wolves prowled

I let them

When they begged for me to hear them I allowed them to be heard

When they begged for me to give them light I allowed them to look to the sun

I let trees fall

I let plates shift

I let blood turn blue

Let mountains bubble

The clouds became full

The flames became tall

The ground became oil

And when my children cried for me to erase what I had made

I let them cry, I took their tears, and showered where they laid