The mystery of tomorrow is solved
Through the crashing of sound waves,
12 times the bell chimes
and another day grinds by.
I could sit here, and watch the things
Roll by, Enjoy the fractured artifacts
I find writ in a hand I can't recognise,
and wonder where the time goes...
Or I could make the time chase me,
Fold it in half until it fits in my back pocket
and let it sit there and wonder where I go.
Who Knows, maybe I'll do both,
Or neither.
Who knows?
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