The parallel world

The parallel dreams

of my parallel-self seep

in through the illusionary

curtains dropped in by the universe.

She; my parallel self waits

for them to be at their

thinnest every night and

when it happens she sneaks

in this world for some

moments without waking

up the stars from their slumber,

quickly measuring her steps in the

guidance of moonlight to

whisper in my ears the algorithm

which runs her world,

because she knows that

I am the only one who is

foolish enough to

write about it.

Are you aware about the concept of multiverse? It says that there are millions of different realities which are different than the one we live in a slightly different manner. The question is, do you believe that? well, for the matter of fact, I do. I mean, of course I do.

A parallel reality in which I'm not scared to dye my hair purple or A parallel reality in which I am unaware of the magic of stars up there. Well, this one seems scary for me. What do you think your parallel self is like? Let me know in the comments below.

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