Forever
Time eludes us,
Or maybe,
It dilutes our sensitivity to the minutes passing by.
Idly, and without notice,
They slip away in days, weeks, months and years.
We grow up thinking our favorite shows will air forever,
That routines viewed through a bedroom door frame are entitled to infinity.
In twelve years we stretch from the slightest comprehension of the world, into a ...
Tuesday 5th July 2016 11:28 pm
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