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Breathe in.
Breathe out.
You just died.
And lived.
We are dying.
And livnig each day.
Why.
Watch the clock and slows down.
Do a task and it speeds up.
Taunting us mortals with such cruel irony.
No amount of ignrance will keep it at bay.
It ticks onwards with each passing day.
It commands change.
The good.
The bad.
And things most foul.
We cannot stop it.
Faces that were once familiar.
Become distant.
Places that once brought us comfort.
Are now worn and fading.
And endless circle.
Cruel.
Or a blessing.
Wars reap the world of life.
Societies fight in strife.
All around.
The world is groaning.
The good are outbested.
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