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Time Difference

The passing of three generations. Not changing your shirt for three days. Is this nuclear escalation? of a new era, or just wheat fields in the middle of a sway? What counts time? A clock that measures the pulses of the universe, or the relativity that relates it. Either way can the melting snow, the sprouting weed, the change of season, does it matter? What is different now, so important to us that won't be relevant to the past? Washing three days ago, and my nails are full of dirt. Does this mean God is dead? or just make time for the show, it is what we work for, locked up in the houses of the head.

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