Keep.
It will fall soon.
Nothing will remain,
A long walk,
Among silent screams.
To the stop:
Time.
But never,
You will not know:
What is time?
What is life?
What is love?
and
Who am I?
Because you lost,
Long time ago.
Never mind.
Everything will pass.
Because time wants it like that.
Every time,
People call it fate.
1-17-2018
JAX
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