Altering timelines
Shifting memories
The choice once made
Reality's reverie
The me of here
Is not the me of there
When was that me here,
To be found even there?
Events that flow
That in reality split
And wordlines grow
From a point being slit
By choices
By existence
By living
And the ones who once
Lived
Blurred memories
Déjà Vu
Was I here before?
Is this memory true?
The choice of now
A Schrödinger's box
Actions of tomorrow
A temporal paradox
Remembering what will be
Seeking what was
Occurences that exist
Without a cause
The timelines flow
And an infinity exists
Of you and me
And those we see
Around us
As existences seek
That precious peace
Which is guided
By the holy butterflies
Of chaos
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