#Flights of Fancy ~ Everlasting

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Time is immortal

It gives no heed to the sad, the lonely.

It will pass by, happy smiles, uncaring

It glides through death’s dark tunnel

It seeks not the living, nor the light

Time has no master, it belongs to itself

It shapes new worlds, moulds new beings

It cares not for dimensions, plays out what it will

It has no beginning and no end

We could search forever

never to find its true meaning…


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