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I am holding a sphere in my hand.
Within the sphere is a place inhabited by life and potential. Gazing at the light that emits energy, I feel as if this world is far beyond my control. Letting go of every atom that exists, I am no longer the God you praise. I am now…just a blur.
I have dropped the sphere on the ground, watching it smash to pieces like grains in the sand. I can put it all together again, but I won’t. I can make a new sphere, but I won’t. Just watching the world fade as well as me, there is hope afterall.
I held a sphere in my hand.
Within that sphere was me. I will be with you…always.
