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Aug 2022
We are a Direct Reflection of the
Universe...

Fallen stars of the collective.

We are the past,
the present,
and the future.

For There is no time where we come from.

Who’s to say…
That Time means nothing without limits.  No purpose, nor value,
no meaning behind it’s existence.

What is time if not wasted,  
…Given?
As we measure each & every limitation.    

🖤
Time is a gift..

A gift given to us…

To the stars…

The stars of the collective.
Jessica B
Written by
Jessica B  34/F
(34/F)   
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