the future calls, bright and colorful
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past and present and future become tangled when gods meddle with fate.
we once met here. now we meet in the ground.
ghosts of the past
my past pain lives in my house.
Those golden days are nothing but memories now.
what once was is no more.
The clock’s hands arrive at 00:00.
And when spring blooms again, the trees begin anew.
voices in a void
in empty houses, the past lives again.
here, the past, present, and future are one.