Multiversal Matter

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Ah, you have now reached the end.

You may rest well now, my friend.

Tell me of your journeys, 'kay?

In this soft cushion, do lay.

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Witnessing many suffer,

Separation from matter.

Drifting away from the sea,

Peace that many wished nightly.

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Rest, you have seen many worlds

That brought Zephyr and was whirled.

In universal chaos,

You may've used all your pathos.

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In this day and age, you've done what you could do.

Record all in a book, preserve what you knew.

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