So it's off to Omega I go
and, as future events I traverse,
it's a comforting thing just to know
in the end I'll come back in reverse.
My personal universe lives
as a chronicle written in rhyme
filled with hints that my subconscious gives
of my previous travels through time.
As I travel time's infinite scope
I'm aware that my passage is paid
with the tangible substance of hope
from which all human wishes are made.
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