Time plays a loop,
surreptitious to our consent.
Calmly, shealthy footsteps
knowing when to reveal
what's obscure.
What's half, shall be done.
What's complete, shall be consumed.
And thus so,
the loop be served.
Time plays a loop,
surreptitious to our consent.
Calmly, shealthy footsteps
knowing when to sheath
those wounds.
what's broken, shall mend
What's healed, shall rapture
And thus so,
the loop be served.
So remember,
The next time
you feel broken
Don't fret
Life and Time
heals in most
Unexpected ways.
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