What is it like?
To not feel
To not breath
To live in the emptiness
of nothingness?
What is it like?
To shed tears for the first time
Taking in all the new sights
To not understand the love
on peoples eyes?
What is it like?
To remenber the transition
From death to life
I wonder
If infinity never ends
It never begins
nothingness never started
were just here
Endless possibilities
A straight line
going in both ways
Maybe it meets
Where the begining ends
and where the end begins
Do you wonder how many times?
Youve been in the end
And started again?
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