Your words ran fast.
Then our voices slowed down.
And we moved in calmness.
And we moved like a storm.
Then our voices slowed down.
And we moved in calmness.
And we moved like a storm.
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Friday, January 26, 2018
Forever and some more
I've been told that time walks forth, poised like a butler who never fails and paced like an army man that never looks back.
How is it so, then, that I am stuck in infinite loops of perpetualities with your escapades even after time slipped away with you? Could it be, that we've already had our forevers and we continue to live beyond it, carrying it in our backpacks and wristwatches as time stretches and bends and wraps around us in invisible embraces bringing us back to the beginning again and again.
How is it so, then, that I am stuck in infinite loops of perpetualities with your escapades even after time slipped away with you? Could it be, that we've already had our forevers and we continue to live beyond it, carrying it in our backpacks and wristwatches as time stretches and bends and wraps around us in invisible embraces bringing us back to the beginning again and again.
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