The clock beating away for the injustice of denial, the purposeless ticking for the illusion of safeguarding the time over future and past. In the now there is but the emptiness of the lies. All is untied, even the tide.
The clock beating away for the injustice of denial, the purposeless ticking for the illusion of safeguarding the time over future and past. In the now there is but the emptiness of the lies. All is untied, even the tide.