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Apr 2021
And now I’m there, the future - already
No possible way to get out it appears so
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In this place of coming to be
Endless probabilities is what you’ll see
Time seems to stop as you jump ahead of it
You feel it in your breath and the lack of it
Written by
Edmundo  19/M/Brasil escreve com S
(19/M/Brasil escreve com S)   
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