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The parallel universe emits an infinite ecstacy,
With a judicious choice between truth and fantasy.
But in this world where truth agonizes,
Are we ready to face the challenges?

If we look at the void universe,
Where stars unite with the moon,
Darkness is no longer a curse
And loneliness can be a fortune.

The emptiness of the ocean no longer mesmerized us.
The past are ready to be discussed.
It's always up to us if we take the bravery,
Or continue the countless night of endless agony.

The nature tells us one lesson in a story,
That by no means, acceptance is the key.
But what if you talk to me in simple terms,
Yet I listen and look at you with love and admiration.

You were like the sound of waves that had been playing in my head.
I'd witnessed the calmness of sea in your words; unsaid.
It's always like a deja vu,
But it always feels so blue.

It's always unrequited.
The unreciprocated love is unavoided.
From the rising of the sun until its setting,
I am hoping that in parallel universe, it would be overwhelming.

A poem dedicated to:
TheVolatileAuthor

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