Time
it ticks
towards that
specific thing.
A destination?
Something that we aim for;
Something that we look forward
and backward...like future and past.
Memories...and possibilities;
It is infinite and never-ending.
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With Calmness,
J44
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Author:
Nafis Light (
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- Category: Special occasion
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