Quick. Now. Choose.
No time left.
Think. Now.
Oh!
Gone.
Time the reaper
has come.
Quick. Now. Choose again.
Little time.
Once more.
Every choice. A little death.
Infinity. In a second.
Disappears.
Go. Now.
Another choice.
Another possibility.
Gone.
Quick. Now. Choose. No time left. Think. Now. Oh! Gone. Time the reaper has come. Quick. Now. Choose again. Little time. Once more. Every choice. A little death. Infinity. In a second. Disappears. Go. Now. Another choice. Another possibility. Gone. |
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TEA!
...or thinks that any and every poem could be a song.
...thanks.
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