Day and night arrive,
depart, endlessly—
always right on time:
I am forever late, running behind.
Breathing in the soft dusk
I feel eternity evaporate.
Day and night arrive,
depart, endlessly—
always right on time:
I am forever late, running behind.
Breathing in the soft dusk
I feel eternity evaporate.
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