Illusions are indefinite And someday everything transforms into one Like two parallel lines plan a maverick meet at infinity Like survivers search for some other universe and finally within posses one Like the soil watches all neighbouring trees and dream to be the same Like a dying wasp sporadically turns into a flying meteor of […]

via I become — The Periscope™

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