The blue marble in his head took over for a while 

when he saw a dark spot in a patch of bright light. 

His head that was full of heavy nervousness— 

for a moment, suddenly, grew very still. 

Was the dark spot something evil, 

or a random part of nothingness? 

Should we cast a blind-eye to the sight 

of hidden stars, each lasting a lengthy dog’s smile? 

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