Time
Only humans can come up with an absurd concept, such as time, in our desperate attempts to measure life, in a blind dead-end journey to find it's meaning.
We chained ourselves to an idea of a perfect moment through which, all we do, is not only get further from finding it, but also distance ourselves from life itself.
Poetry by zana
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Written on 2015-01-31 at 21:31




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