My past lies in ruins,
Memories vanish like smoke,
Like water on windshields,
Temporarily present.
Surreal thoughts,
Wishful dreaming,
Uncanny resemblances
To the impossible.
I am an almanac
Full of marks, scars and impressions,
Waiting to be erased
And gobbled up by the sands of time.
Etenity is only a concept
Of agony and pain,
Life isn't for eternity,
Void eternity is for life.
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