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The Observer

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Published: September 18, 2016
I was born today
In a realm above yours
A fusion of consciousness
I am the observer

Someone finds me
Gives me my task
And a new name
And so I begin

Constantly moving
Never staying in one spot
I watch history unfold
And bend it as needed

I return to some timelines
Again and again
And some timelines
I never even touch

It's not my choice
It's simply how
Fate had written this
Turn of events

Until this universe
Falls apart
I will continue to watch
I am the observer

One day I will snap
I will try to reign chaos
Even then I will
Adhere to the destined choices

I will overcome myself
I will watch once more
As it was written
Long long ago

Even when I see
Parts of myself falling apart
I can only watch them suffer
As I too suffer silently

Fusing branches
Pruning others
Killing weeds
This bush remains perfectly trimmed

But still I can't interfere
Beyond what I'm destined
So for over an eternity
I simply watch

Disconnected from reality
A insect raised to a god
The worlds' false prophet
I am Serena Spook
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The multiverse is cruel.
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listen: fall makes me think of leaving and of apple cider, though i never liked apple cider. but i liked the idea of it. listen: two years ago i met a boy as fragile as dead leaves who called me his little spring girl. (i'd always liked autumn the best.) he kissed the two soft dimples on the small of my back and told me helikedme helovedme hewantedme. and oh, by the way, "everything good must come to an end." listen: on our one year anniversary we picked out two pumpkins and i drew elephants on them for us to carve. he cut his out so aggressively that it lost its shape. lopped off tusks and broken trunks became just a large, jagged ho
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