The Afterlife of A ThoughtA Poem by Michael XWhere is this realm full of ghosts and spirits, or even the location of a particle? Where is our parallel universe? A place where we lived before we were born. A place where we still exist as spirits. Last midnight I had a dream that I drank from a crystal stream of knowledge so pure and so profound my mind aged a thousand years. In my vision I see you wading through a shallow pool where you stir the glassy water with your fingerstips. In a parallel universe I know you. I know you in another life, a place where we were never born. © 2016 Michael XAuthor's Note
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