A Transition Of Rememberance (Experimental Poem #3)
From my past that I can't seem to remember now.
Due to recent views on these dynamic formations in the void.
I surely can say that these are my last words as a normal mass.
Because I am now transmutating from a known specie to an unknown irregular shape.
But I never forget about these properties that made a little part of this countershape.
This part that made some of these agressions transformable.
They are the elements who created these dynamic shapes.
And they helped me mutating into a neverending cycle of constant movement.
But now, I got to go.
Eternity calls me for this voyage where forces will collide.
Bringing me to another state of mutation.
“At the end, one didn't remember life as a whole but as just a string of moments.”
― David Levien
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