Ten Minutes To Infinity
"Tens minutes to infinity"
Time , l ask what is time ?
Perhaps a concept made by men to make sense of the seasons.
Some say it is an illusion , that time is non existent , if so then let me ask why do we wait for the sun to chase the moon away so the stars can sing a lullaby for the skies to turn blue?
Time got me feeling high , low , and lost when it found me basking into the moment busking on the expectation for a better day.
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