Every night a new dream. Every day a new thought. Every hour a different feeling. Every second, oh every second, it creeps by slowly; aching to have what is not there. Waiting patiently for nothing. And in nothing, something, everything, you.
I am simply a fool and that will do. Time is the partition wall. It all chains us to some eternity.
Breath deeply, friends. Its all we've got left.
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