private space

“Private Space”

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I guess from your now it would be the future but this for me was the city of dreams. I would come to see some decimated by war and others ruled by love, loyalty and treasure. But I am merely a lowly poet not deemed worthy to live on so I have only this space.

A cryo-sleep chamber and a little room to enjoy when they finally find me useless and kill me.

I remember the doctor telling me that this was my own space my new place of peace on a star ship to inhabit a world of our own.

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It seems like years traveling these fractals, these shale existences that scatter and break. But sometimes they fuse creating new realities and shatters of their own. This is where I was when I was awoken. I simply came to be all memory of the past lost but the work remained. I studied and began writing on my own again. Since I had a direct line into the computer I had access to the AI as well. With its help I became famous postings videos blogs they all knew my name and if it didn’t happen in an instant it happened over night until I awoke in my frigid glassy cage went to my computer and checked to see 10 million new messages. All I had to do was read the first one.

“Hello CS my name is Dierdra and I’m 19 and I don’t know what happened. I read your poetry and somehow I changed. It’s like I could see for the first time. CS you are a wonderful poet and I would do anything to show you my appreciation.”

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