 Each star is a grain of sand in the cosmic ocean of infinity. Each macrocosm a microcosm to the bigger fish. The universe is boundless: it expands at our perception. There is no edge - no end. Time is an illusion. Death is fallacy. Everything coming together, To form a bigger picture. The universe in a constant state of simultaneous conversion and detachment. It is the great game of life: that you can never know whats real. Yet chasing after illusion, Never loses its appeal. * * * Note: This poem is a part of a thirty day challenge proposed and initiated by @dragosroua * * * [IMG](http://ift.tt/2iZBs9i) http://ift.tt/eA8V8J http://ift.tt/2ih0gec
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