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Everyday I lose you… time, You are like water that slips away from me. Presence. Moment. Movement. How can I do to show how you run from me? How can I show that even if I frezze you, then you aren’t the same? How if I steal your essence, I don’t have you anyway? Strange presence… Emptiness.
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