Untitled - April 5, 2002 Time is of an essence seldom gained but always lost. Every moment passing into oblivion, lost before it's even found. A silent march into the dark unknowing, pacing oneself for an endless time.
Untitled - April 5, 2002 Time is of an essence seldom gained but always lost. Every moment passing into oblivion, lost before it's even found. A silent march into the dark unknowing, pacing oneself for an endless time.
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