for in the future we have visions of the past
as nothing is still and nothing will last
for the now is never enough
fleeting forever from our touch.
As we move through the tides of time
we always wish to forget our crimes
those random acts of life
that give us so much strife.
but as hope glimmers in the wind
as we always believe what could be
never a closer star was wished upon.
to see a new reality of me.
selfish yes I have become
to control the tides of time
for power and curiosity
have been my crimes.
one more step one more wound
in the sands of time
believe me my friend
it is but a way to your forever after.
still chasing reality!
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