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I we it
Search for peace
Moving on
Towards release

I we it have perceived many depths
In the infinite onion layers of space time
On this constant return journey towards
That epicentre of creation's very prime.
Each multiverse passes by and is gone
Each finely tuned and shaded to define
Each finely differing parallel
Along each developing line

Sliding through anomalies
Discovering rifts
Through black holes
And dimension shifts
I we it steadily approach
That mystically amazing sight
Of that creation of creations
Overwhelmed by wondrous light

And I we it
As an entity are past
Serene at last

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