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4 days ago3 min read
What Am I, Just Say The Word
Some might call it the will of God, the innermost core of our existence, but dark matter, measurable only by its grasp of matter, was alone, perhaps even lonely, and matter was without form. Before anything had a name, the universe leaned forward and held its breath— a vast, trembling hush where dark matter was solitary, if there was any other it knew it not, invisible, unspoken, while ordinary matter, a void, every unborn particle pressed tight against the edge of what it l
