Forgetting the abundance of time,
Time only a distant illusion,
Obtaining further spread,
As if destined too,
Lingering until it's out of orbit,
The current now drifting out to sea slowly but quickly,
For time is nothing but a myth,
A far memory out of reach,
The cable broke and we're in an endless loop,
It's infinite broken cable drifting farther,
Until we forget it ever existed.
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Forgetting Time
PoetryIts a story written in poetry. Basically, written to ease my stress, so forth it is true. cover made by @spicemeup
