But did the clock stop at a blink
to i conceive eternity as a push throughout time?
How the recurrence of you made me think
that this path is not just mine?
You, remember you, not talk to you
awake feelings that i can't even explain.
Is to behold what is and was gone rebirth new.
Is to perceive that life is beyond our domain.
What is between us, isn't it something that we fake?
Isn't it part of that force, that across time still,
lending its power for us to take
what belong to us and what is our will?
To this, there's no answer i can find, obviously!
Maybe a door open when our path cross again, kindly!
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