The fabric in our time searches for another way to find the beginning and end of the minute just lived.

Confused we continued on lifting the paste from the fabric blemished with lack of knowledge.

Capture not the messenger but the message that has brought misery to so many who fought so hard to make life worthy.

Living is not just moving and planning and denying the truth it is what is not seen but felt that counts.

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