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Nov 2014
In an infinite stretch of nothingness,
I have doubted my own existence
A void where mythical beings subsists,
Would an addition of mortals suffice?

What is out there beyond
Passing the boundaries of heavens?
Would it be another me,
Or would it be another expanse?

A sheer of grief, long lived inside me
For seeing my purpose, I have renounced hope
It wouldn’t be painless, vast universe have told me
Life will be impossibly easy, I just need to cope

Oblivion is for the brave hearts
Though I tried to assimilate,
It would only seem I exaggerate
The cosmos’s an abyss, would never feel at ease

Ego beats me for eternity
No matter how Adam tries to tell,
The explanations would never tally
Deepest in him, conflicts will always dwell
Peter Simon
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