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Time

Time, what a Chaotic being it is It is Loved and Feared by everyone It can dismantle everyone but yet it can also restore everyone But Time can't perfectly heal us Time hasn’t heal the wounds left by you Time won't heal the mental scars by your parents Time didn't heal the scars you afflicted by yourself Time couldn't heal the damages done by your so call friends You are not immune to Time, nobody truly is You got bruised Physically and Emotionally Ponder this then Is Time genuinely your ally Or Is it your nemesis Time will never perfectly restore your wounds, only partially They will serve you as a reminder Of which that Illusions are in fact real Not everyone is golden Not everyone is your companion

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Date: 9/26/2022 4:59:00 AM
Very insightful poem, Christopher, and you are right, the scars are there to remind you that you are human but regardless of your experiences, you are loved. Have a great day.
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