Dear Parents… haloed be thy names I look up at the stars with a sigh of pain and hope that you will send rays of sunshine
Time is a player Always leading us in the race Making us sprint to keep pace
Time goes by Piling layers upon layers of memories Each brain cell seems a bottomless reservoir An endless abyss
'Those who were here among us one of us, just gone Gone into where? Nothingness or ever? '
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