The universe is vast, just like my perception of my surroundings, yet I feel incomplete, a foundation missing from my reach. I am everything I imagine myself to be and a little more, but am I truly everything I want to be? The true multiverse lies in the perception of others. Everything I don't imagine myself to be might materialize in another's perception of someone. Perhaps what I feel I lack is actually mine, even if only in a different perspective of myself. I hope that the universe I have created through my actions and recklessness will be filled with life and not sorrow. —Mv
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