Time's On..
time's on:
the start has been given
to the life as it follows
horizon stretches around me
the slippery lips of countless black holes
to what name do I nod?
what am I called by whom?
In the end,
the ball of the giant roulette
will rest on a number.
I'm gone!
the start has been given
to the life as it follows
horizon stretches around me
the slippery lips of countless black holes
to what name do I nod?
what am I called by whom?
In the end,
the ball of the giant roulette
will rest on a number.
I'm gone!
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