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Multiverse
Distant jewels of night inthrall my eye.
A timeless question forms upon my mind.
Universe. Compared to you, what am I?
Inside I feel alien to my own kind...
With their fruitless efforts to quantify-
eternity and shape reality.
They place limits on an unruly sky-
a witless display of totality.
Stranger than fiction; that which is scope-less.
As if the eye of the mind were sublime.
Depictions of fire; but yet smokeless.
Stars ablaze, make relevant space and time.
To you, I’m a cosmic ghost in this shell.
We’re one and the same, no matter the veil.
November 27, 2020
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Dill Dennison
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