Viral Poetry
TEMPORAL CRISIS, ACT I
The present is not life
it's just the act of resisting ...
The future without spyglass,
it won't be easy to exist ...
What I was, today I am not ...
What I will be is not consistent.
Moving forward is not agitation,
Not knowing yourself ahead,
port-loneliness ...
Today, only the past exists,
only the memory insists ...
Everything else is vain ...
Everything is just an illusion ...!
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