Once upon a time,
Eternity accumulated the entire, through the vacuum of vastness.
Nothing had left to be achieved like the untouchable sky.
Ways were too close to themselves for indicating the epicenter.
At a moment, the universe was trembling for the overflows of wisdom,
And again disaster shouted for reformation,
The divinity died to reborn,
We souls are the fraction of god....
To make a new earth until that next big bang arrives.
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