Chapter 39: Spacetime uncontinuum

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What a tragedy

The past the present the future

I am everywhere and yet nowhere

Am I dead or alive

Was I born or was I buried

An end to a beginning

A beginning of an end

A snake devoured by self

Reborn as it was

I pray to the stars to let me go

Knowing I am not the one chained

My mind self destructs

As the universe implodes

And all is beautiful