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Jun 2020
time passing
everlasting
slow and steady wins the race
trespassing
contrasting
ill sneak and slither through with grace

time is nothing, infinite and vast, far beyond our knowledge
we still beg to understand.
if you accept that time is an ocean and you are just the sand
you will move in peace with the current
just let the tides take you and settle where you land
Maxim
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Maxim  19/M/canada
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