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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the heart of the night, I awaken not from sleep, but into a primordial dream, And that dream lies within another, and so forth, towards infinity, What is the number of grains of sand, an endless quest. In the flow of consciousness, I navigate through labyrinths of thoughts, Where each dream is a window to other worlds, Dreams framed in dreams, an infinite series of dark and luminous mirrors. The path I must follow is endless, A cosmic landscape of stars and shadows, Where each step brings me closer to the edges of eternity, And yet, distances me from true awakening. I feel time slipping through the dunes of thought, Each grain, a forgotten moment, an undeciphered mystery, I lose myself in a dance of immortals, an odyssey of my soul, A journey that will take me beyond imaginable horizons. In this labyrinth of dreams and endless awakenings, I seek my essence, that spark of pure reality, But all I find are echoes of a relative existence, A series of reflections of divine light lost in abysses. I wish to find the moment when I will open my eyes to truth, To step beyond ephemeral visions, But I know I will die before I truly awaken, For my life is a canvas woven from dreams, a long uninterrupted dream. I gaze at the star-filled sky, mysterious signs of destiny, Each star, a point of light in an infinite canvas of darkness, And I wonder if I will ever find the edge of this eternal dream, Or if I will forever wander the endless paths of consciousness. In the silence of the night, I hear the whispers of yet unfinished dreams, Like echoes of worlds that are born and die in each moment, And in the depths of my heart, I feel the stir of an unknown truth, A call to a realm where time and space merge. And thus, I lose myself in this mystical dance of consciousness, A traveler on an endless road of dreams and awakenings, Each verse a star, each thought a grain of sand Before I truly awaken, I will die in the arms of the infinite. For in every breath of the cosmos, There lies another dream, another beginning, And in each dream, I find and lose myself again, In an eternal odyssey of my soul, A perpetual traveler on the melancholic path of consciousness.
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