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The world is a dream
and we're living in the aftermaths of it,
we are as ghosts
in this existence we experience
it's the past without a future,
for it was destroyed.
There is no escape
as it's only what we tell ourselves
to be convinced
it's real and there is a present
but now was already then,
we are nowhere hence.
There is a point
in the event horizon where time
is only stillness
it expanded into the reach
as threads and imploded
everything around it.
How can I explain
it's as a cube with a circle around it
we are but entities
which enter the past tense
as there is nothing else
than try to understand.
It was also tried
to change the outcome - but none
has ever managed
to avoid the creation of it
which swallowed all up
even time as light.
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