Little did I know
that the source was transferable
that time was unmeasurable
that language was magical
Little did I know
that my role was unplayable
my love was unlimited
emotions desirable
Little did I know
that the line was distortable
the ground was unbreakable
space-time was permeable
Little did I know
that my face was invisible
my name was forgettable
my voice was available
Little did I know
that my mind was illogical
my body mechanical
my life was incredible
Little did I know
that the world was unstoppable
my thoughts were dystopian
my words were predictable
Little did I know
that the trip was one minute long
the sun died some years ago
the south was the second north
Little did I know
that all concepts were changeable
all meaning recyclable
this poem unfinish'd-
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