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The Infinity Factor

The Infinity Factor

I’m a boundless entity of endless potentiality, made of dust and stars.  
I possess multiple abilities, and my depth stretches beyond both near and far.

A part of me exists outside of time and space, embodying the essence of infinity.  
History is etched upon my face; every part of me is an intricate tapestry.

This is the infinity factor, extending further than imagination can fathom.  
I feel it drawing me, like a force of attraction, profound and awesome.

I struggle to describe the sensation I feel when I connect to this infinite self.  
It's as if all fleeting moments converge into what is destined, beyond the bounds of wealth.

I find myself beyond matter and opinion, breathing in the endless expanse,  
Where I see no limits to my existence or my expansive dance.

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Being Me

We are all part of the great universe! Thanks for sharing your poem with us x

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Joseph Curtis

Your welcome, thank you for the positive feedback.

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Bernadete van d...

Very good poem, Joseph. Such a pleasure to read. And the last stanza is awesome! Happy writings,
Bernadete

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Joseph Curtis

I'm glad you enjoyed reading my poem, thank you.

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