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From his sleep, he awakes,
breathing through a wish to touch eternity.
With bright eyes of a genius
he wondered about my indifference.

He gave me flowers
a thousand years ago.
I swore that I will keep, I meant it all.
But time passed, and I couldn't see
I fell into his dream.

I showed him all the souvenirs that I
collected from his beloved universe.
I showed him bags of dusts,
and a smile adorned his face.

Can you promise me again
that there is no coincidence.
Secret teller, prove to me now
your big theory

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