Chaos and need…focus.
of a trans-Cosmic Soul.
Always torn, wounds always open
Never quite sure which place this is
Why this place is
How this place is…
Silence says most
Volume is noise in every Universe.
How many chrono units
Until the next reality engages.
Does it even matter…
In THIS place it does
thoughts and desires
perceptions of present
remembrances of lines past
How many times
How many ways
How
My Soul Screams
This one Matters
I Love You with all my lives…
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