The changes of everyday life, the decisions and the emotions that coast
our minds and the futuristic presence of our bodies and the realization of this
is what makes us who we
are. We can't change history, we can't live again when time has already passed, and as we swirl through the emotions and love of future and past, we find that in ourselves, the time has already come and gone again.
As time moves by, we are all in place, stuck between the fabrics of who we are and what we will be.
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