Limitless
January 7, 2021
The wind flows through many a hollow wall;
A power once predetermined to fall.
To those whom oppose this force meet their untimely end;
For those who do not it is but a friend.
To struggle against this force is to never prevail;
For you will always ultimately fail.
Though so much time has come for present to past;
Our end always seems to come too fast.
Though in our lives we may never truly see;
Time will forever remain and endlessly expanding sea.
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