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Author's note: I've written of nature and love, of the devil and God above. I've written shorts and poems long, of sports and song. Spoken in metaphor and rhyme, of space and time. Bled emotions on the page of tenderness to rage. But I believe this the shortest poem one record to set before going home. It may seem enigmatic so let me explain in a manner Socratic. A period to a sentence never said. Emptiness in nature or in your head. A small dot on white lower case, representing an atom, the end of a thought, a sun in space.