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MeMay
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My eye is enlightened, but not too long. Just for a moment of this short existence.
Evolution going through its motions, taking on time, taking on distance, taking on things it must.
Each awoken false memory put back to sleep, told to go to the place that once was.
This sound is deep, like the waters of the forgotten. The soothing sounds once stopped by time.
A period of silence, gazzing over shadows, looking for truth, looking for chance, looking for change.
Pondering this moment, frozen in a mist of self, floating through time, racing through space.
Falling onto heavy heads, light hearts, empty eyes, souls of the faces that could have changed.
Evolution going through its motions, taking on time, taking on distance, taking on things it must.
Each awoken false memory put back to sleep, told to go to the place that once was.
This sound is deep, like the waters of the forgotten. The soothing sounds once stopped by time.
A period of silence, gazzing over shadows, looking for truth, looking for chance, looking for change.
Pondering this moment, frozen in a mist of self, floating through time, racing through space.
Falling onto heavy heads, light hearts, empty eyes, souls of the faces that could have changed.