Multifarious...
Time, it's a fickle thing. Through days, months and minutes we forget how to sing. A skyline envelopes the east and western misfortune is freely erased. A truncation of Caesar's might: we came, we saw and we set up our lives to beg, to cheat, to lie, to steal the parts of you that make up the forgotten sides...
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because we are shattered
and disheveled
and we need to steal this glue
to put ourselves back together again.
I cannot be less and more, only more or less...
I'm not going to question the science in this, I'll just say it got me thinking.
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