Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
Time plays no role in the life of one man__he subtle consciousness of it floating past me is more than enough. Years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds__hat does it matter? Floating by, it rubs against my skin, face, and hair__earing me down, yet polishing me all the while. Time is like fine grains of sand in a desert storm. At first, you don__ pay any attention to it, but the more it hits you in the face, the more aware of it you become, the more annoying it gets until, one day, you find yourself suffocating. The weight of it eventually bends your spine, until you are crawling on your hands and knees, unable to stand straight. Then comes the time to crawl back into the womb, crawl inside and wait for rebirth.
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Time plays no role in the life of one man__he subtle consciousness of it floating past me is more than enough. Years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds__hat does it matter? Floating by, it rubs against my skin, face, and hair__earing me down, yet polishing me all the while. Time is like fine grains of sand in a desert storm. At first, you don__ pay any attention to it, but the more it hits you in the face, the more aware of it you become, the more annoying it gets until, one day, you find yourself suffocating. The weight of it eventually bends your spine, until you are crawling on your hands and knees, unable to stand straight. Then comes the time to crawl back into the womb, crawl inside and wait for rebirth.
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