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To what extent would time ensue
From what end could fate be due
To be freed or to be sealed
From freedom seen or freedom concealed
What is liberty in the face of the world
What is justice in the balance of Earth
If all is from wit and emotions still
Then what will become of us should forever reveal
As I sat and stared at the absolute sky
I thought until the light is high
And wondered if I should wait for eternity
Should I sit here and hope continuously?

Riding the winds of chaos as I pass by
Singing the song of the sea but no one knows why
Looking for clues that hopefully would satisfy
The longing to see and touch the sky
And to what limit should I be placed
We become one as our hands interlaced
Is it forbidden love or forgotten cause
Should we leave it be and misplace the lost?
For what credit is to be when we've found truth
Should we rejoice or take deeper root
While I sit still and think deeply
What should happen now that time is free?

Back to the endless pit of madness my mind travels
DOwn to the earth, to the place of wishing wells
I stared but the mind cannot comprehend
I see but the eyes cannot apprehend
I swam the waters running on deep imagination
Continued to write the schools of irrationalization
Drawing water from the well of wishes
Should you drift down and try to accomplish
THe drifting past and the fleeting future
Chances floats away and luck rupture
What should we do now that faith is gone
Should we hope until all is none?

Sliding downward yet flying up
Where do we go now that time has stopped?
We are free, yes, freedom is at hand
Should we grab it and flee away from the land?
I ask you a question I expected you to answer
But beyond your eyes, there is only madness
What is expected from that emotionless banter
I demand now to show me happiness
I'm still here, pleading you to never leave me
Yet you turned away and regarded me as fantasy
Chaos is raging and time lengthens to eternity
And I will wait for my love to outlast even infinity

Sliding downward yet flying upWhere do we go now that time has stopped?We are free, yes, freedom is at handShould we grab it and flee away from the land?I ask you a question I expected you to answerBut beyond your eyes, there is only madnessWhat i...

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Alright, what? I didn't understand that poem at all. I remember writing it at night as I usually do and that I wrote it out of nowhere. I just wanted to have a poem titled Infinity and this happened. Other than that, I have no idea what it meant. lol.

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