The illusive being, Infinity
She is endless
Every possibility
A woman free of time
Not granted that stability
Feared by some
Though others find tranquility
She is everything and nothing
Known for her changeability
She is a promise and a dream
Cursed for her breakability
Some rely on her to much
Unbeknownst to her capability
She is a want and a prayer
Made unfathomable by her instability
All this combined makes her Infinity.
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