You’re searching for a boundary in space…
You’re searching for the beginning in time…
You're searching for the creator…
And on the eighth day, time and space collapsed…
Parallel worlds are created by dreaming…
My son…
You’re looking for yourself…
At the intersections of space-times…
You’re remembering the future…
The present is mere darkness…
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