Move Along
How we lose ourselves, even at the slowest pace of time.
Time's a slow moving beast
Originating somewhere, long forgot
Move along
Escape the gravity of everything
I yearn for that era
Long ago, when the world was just, simpler
Only as complicated as we would let it be
Virgin, innocent
Each day we move away
Yesteryear, tomorrow, time begins to blur;
Or,
Undone, we all fall down.
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