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Time is a pretty funny thing ,
it may trick you into believing anything ;
as you keep aging,
time will make you pass phases,
making your life look like a
series of endless images ;
when it goes ,
where it goes ,
you’ll never happen to know ,
so , you do what time does ;
you keep going ,
like you never wanna return ;
don’t look back ,
look ahead ;
because ,
it’s what that clock on your wall does always ;
if time had a beginning ,
it has an ending , most probably ,
just like a story ,
if time is a story ,
aren’t we all little characters in it ?
Perhaps ,
time is a mystery
to be solved and put into history .
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[If this girl's words have
touched your soul ,
matter not how faint
the sensation felt ,
would you mind dears ?
if she wished for you to tap on that minuscule star beneath
and send kudos to her ,
please ?] :)
YOU ARE READING
into her phenakistoscope
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