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I twiddle time as a peasant's matchstick betwixt my fingers

My fingernails reach into the stars

The Milky Way a mere cell

Wrought, I know that space has a face, true and seen

I have seen space, shook their hand, now it is mine

I am Multiverse Cluster Imperator

Schizophrenic Imperium

Time began when I awoke from my slumber

Before a time when Ancients spake me thus