Persistence Of Memory
Time is coming to a close,
Even when there is none.
With everything there isn't
There is always something
Finding out something is limited
Limits the way of the mind.
The mind might stop,
But the heart keeps the beat.
Through all the pumping of the heart
Something will happen.
The heart will find it's place
and time will stop completely.
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