OTHER WORLDS

OTHER WORLDS

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When I close my eyes, I drift into far far far away....into the darkness of the unknown. Suddenly, my soul felt like it is thrown away to somewhere.... Where am I? Who am I? Who are they? I don't know. The space itself is foreign, and only exists in this moment. Different places. Different people. Different stories. There are other worlds that you don't know. Tales untold. Hidden to the darkest, deepest pits of the consciousness. You wanna go with me? Sorry, I can't. I cannot take your soul with me. This is a lone journey, for only the chosen ones can enter these worlds. Wherever I go, I am still a stranger- a visitor who cannot dwell for so long. And so, as I am being thrown back into our world, I will tell you instead of my finished journeys to the OTHER WORLDS.
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