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Poetry By: Shaye
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Time: we live with this illusion everyday that we are alive..


Submitted:Apr 11, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Today is tomorrow's yesterday but what does that mean? Time is an illusion, so how can that be? When the here and now is not here nor there and it changes every moment And fills the space with life itself but never does it own it.




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