The Journey : A crappy poem

Breaking through dimensions. Walking through millenniums. Chasing the sun and the moon. Only bare essentials. Through deserts and forests. Over mountains and across seas of grass. Sustenance from the land. Looking for nothing and no one. Blues skies and celestial heavens above. Phantom lights playing in the distance. Heightened senses from unknown noises and shadows. Meeting danger and peace with calm. Always traveling. Always moving. No end. No new beginnings but days and nights. Forever without comprehension. Breathing, walking, consuming, living. The journey of life through time. A moving microbe through infinity. A collision course with nothing and everything. A journey through time and dimensions.


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