The word was the world,
As the world is a word,
From invisibility unto visibility,
Doubts of creation nursed destruction,
Problems encounter solutions,
Heard sleeping means I am awake,
Do I stay asleep just to be woke?
Complicates realising been asleep on your wake up,
Does it makes us alive once we die?
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