There's a beginning - at the end of the seam
Something to go through wondering about
Whether it's reality or perhaps a dream
Remains to be seen or to bring in new doubt
There's a blurry - to the faraway gazing
Complex constellations in the outskirt
What is it that man's up against and facing?
Should he be more watchful or even alert?
Certifiable are some undeniably bluffing
With a complete way-out of understanding
The sketch of the border is only roughing
Where something is not for sure commanding
What it is that goes in circular around
Into the depth of dimensions not yet found
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