-Shadow Daze
What was once now LEFT For Better or opposite Just as now
Time Lays a silent thief. Which you love Of which you enjoy, Plundering slowly Just as a thief.
It draws you pastward. Yet reality directs you ahead. SUPERSONIC SPEEDS. Never enticing fully now Always sensual later, Just as pastward led.
On a Personal Note I miss you Thy detracted image. Fun, smell, taste enter file. Good shows Bad days. I wish you came back My childhood memories.

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