Lost in space
A void extending in all directions
Expanding and contorting through obstacles both real and imaginary
As tendrils of existence weave in and out of possibility
Infinity
Never minding the concept of limitation
Never yielding and never forgiving
A constant cycle of destruction and creation that bleeds seamlessly together
Creating the very world I experience
In it I am utterly lost
In this infinity
In this space
In this untamed labyrinth that lie just behind my very eyes
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