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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1344608

Life can feel like one continuous moment.

Trapped in ill circumstances,
Unending time always advances, dances; yet lingers.
I suppose time is time's bringer.

Been here before,
And once again...
It seems like sometimes I just spin and spin.

Where I am going,
And where I have been,
Has no distinguishable place to begin.

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