they won't forget nothing
again they'll remember
their ways
a silly wheel turning
their feeble insides
keep going as such
and nil to be seen
all waters burning
coming in with the tides
just guessing as much
as knowing the scene
having our heads ring
at the end of the amber
tree days
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Readers are welcome! If you are willing to follow the iconian path, you should know that it is always you we are talking to, even if it is not. And that everything is true, even if it is not. We all are eternally united in the last space possible where even the impossible is real. We ought to believe the foretold: If we'll meet tomorrow, next year, or never, it doesn't matter, it's only time! And everything, even time is fiction.
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