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A New Universe
I think I have stumbled onto
a new universe...one that I
missed in the shuffle... a place
wherein no one exists...a place
where no one has been.
It is a place that is hard to
imagine...unless you have been
there for ions of time...over and
over again.
It is a place wherein imagination
comes to mind...an overwhelming
destination which defines the end
of time.
Imagine being all alone...just you,
and no body else.
Imagine wanting to do everything
you wanted to do...but you run out
of time...another void within
yourself.
Imagine being wanted and loved
by someone who you don't even
know.
Imagine being hated without knowing
your foe.
Just think if you were invincible,
it would mean that you really don't care,
until you stumble upon a new universe
as though you were already there.
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