Your walking, unto my abundant abyss, my chambers of thought. Where i envision an extent of the universe, the borderline of creation. Is it bliss beyond everything we've come to know? Will the people…

Your walking, unto my abundant abyss, my chambers of thought. Where i envision an extent of the universe, the borderline of creation. Is it bliss beyond everything we've come to know? Will the people learn to appreciate what they own if they are abandoned here, or will they become deranged?  Will nothing become monotonous?

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