It's odd, there's a saying that goes, "We have all the time in the world."
What.
A.
Lie...
Time is a cruel enemy.
Time gives itself to those who are lucky.
Time is a gambler and will ALWAYS be the winner in every game we play.
Time has taken away so many souls.
"Time can heal all wounds."
...but Time was the creator of those wounds...
Ones that have still never healed.
Ones that are still sometimes freshly open and oozing with the sorrows of lost tomorrows.
Tomorrows that have and will never be.
Duality.
Yet, the singular most painful thing to ever exist,
Is never knowing when your Time is up.
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