Again
I know you. I have always known you.
Dance
...the shadow of my youth, in a form that never was, dances on the walls of this poorly lit shell i occupy so briefly...
Timeless
Time is as often friend as foe. It flows steadily. Never ending. We can tell ourselves that it is an illusion. That only “Now” exists. But that’s a half truth. […]
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