time

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Notice of absence from xqw
Haha sorry not around rn

Walking forward,

Running from the past,

Or chasing the future

Put your hand in mine.

Let's run together,

Stop when we choose. t. o.

Then scream in delight,

Freed at last from the pressure of time.

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