From middle to middle
You’ve moved, and back to maps
Now that have the known world
That’s boring and explored,
Beyond which edges lie
Only what can’t be reached.
It used to be water
That surrounded your routes,
Water that bounded you.
Now it’s free-fall darkness.
You can sail anything
But night. You send out probes.
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