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In time, we timelessly live in, One pause, one move, breathe out and in. Time out will turn itself into continuation - Does time exists? Or is it our own novation? Through time we count with past our future. A second’s, moment’s, minute’s suture Turns time of day enlightened light Into a darkness' time engulfing fight. Time walks in clocks, circles around And silently steal years of dawn. Outside of universe, where truth all lies - I timelessly revise.
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 10:07 PM UTC
Time
In time, we timelessly live in, One pause, one move, breathe out and in. Time out will turn itself into continuation - Does time exists? Or is it our own novation? Through time we count with past our future. A second’s, moment’s, minute’s suture Turns time of day enlightened light Into a darkness' time engulfing fight. Time walks in clocks, circles around And silently steal years of dawn. Outside of universe, where truth all lies - I timelessly revise.
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 10:07 PM UTC
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