Information From Nothing

It seems there is no information
A trick of the logic and mirrors of minds
That everything in the infinite all
Is cuts finely into the infinitesimal
To become a thing where it was not
To come into being from its opposite
Time bites the memory it forgot
To exist from the plain to a bit

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