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Time sets purpose forth to document decay. |
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Dripping with the warmth of breath gives sweet embrace. |
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Take an accident, hold it in your hands, send it toward the clouds and watch it blow away. |
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Stillness is proof of flow unending. |
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Given thought, the clock will go unquestioned. |
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So take your time until time takes you. |
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Only measured with a pulse that ticks through veins. |
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You'll find in time, that time holds no straight lines. |
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We find our time, in time we touch divine. |
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The end lets the parts coalesce. |
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Beginning keeps the pace of progress. |
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Find me at the bottom, we will meet and know it's one. |
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We greet the vast demise to let the whole survive. |
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The rhythm of the rise gives neither pause nor pride. |
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A moment lost inside, a feeling so divided. |
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We aim to measure size between the world and eyes. |
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Every reaction receives a counterpoint which gave causality. |
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Lifetimes are spent in thoughts that can't be touched. |
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Meeting ourselves within dreams, caught between madness and serenity. |
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Even the blink of an eye catches sight, if we simply learn to see. |
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With the softest breath of wings, a butterfly gives birth to hurricanes. |
