There is this field
Named 5,000 years ago
Imaginable like the sky shield
Like the vast space where star ships go
It is where all the knowledge is thrown
All the human experience dramatic
And all that humans have never known
Encoded or written in its very fabric
It is not a physical diary
As we know it sensed or told
Metaphorically some call it library
Or otherwise, records it is called
Are we ment to visit this place
I wonder could we approach it or not
What was before, can we trace
And what comes next on the spot
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