Bloom
With my eyes I see what was With my hands I feel the now With my mind I imagine tomorrow There are perhaps infinite instances of yesterday and tomorrow, but …
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Hello Time Travelers
Tied to the beginning of time and the end. Somewhere, I’m in-between. I’ve seen a glance of what’s behind me and a hardly glint of what’s in front. Searching in …
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