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Apr 2016
I had a dream that I was no more
I was free from my body
Free from the world
And all sense of physicality

I wandered the moon
Took in the ocean of storms
I peered into the void
And perhaps it peered back

For a moment I was still
Taking in the vast unknown
I watched the stars themselves
Fade in and out of existence

As I observed these things
I came upon a curious thought
That perhaps the universe
Was not inherently cruel

Things were born and died
Then were born again
Thus was the cycle
And ever would it be

When I awoke I was at peace
I now finally understood
What that feeling was
That had followed me all my life

That strange shiver
That comes upon us all
As if being watched
By an unknown observer

This was no ill omen
Just the simple presence
Of one of those far off souls
Exploring the universe as I had

A simple wanderer
Watching the eons pass by
From the ancient place
That we call sleep
Hadrian Veska
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