"Time can't reach me"
I look up the surrounding walls
thinking how can time reach me,
thinking to be in a beach
where forgiveness allways forgive
the damned,
Not even my existences could change the past
only the future will save you
from the loop hole of time
where the essence
awarded me with immortality
but nothing a illusion
in a mortals mind
then in the end being immortal
is just a cry for forgiveness.
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