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The cogs of time in perpetual motion

Grind away at the ever present

A process of degradation

Reduces its complexity

Freed from the expectation

Making way for the now

Victims in repose incubate the end

Faking control. The memories decay.

Night and day strobe the sky while

"Endless Summers" diminish

A mundane reality that guides our cerebral time

I'm lost in retrospect...

Existence and occurrence recede the distance

But decelerates the conscious experience

Prisoners of temporal boundaries and

photographs of distant events

The journey towards wisdom charges life

Giving history to the food of the earth

The fuse of progress burns bright

Illuminating the fate of being

Intrinsic form with abstract dreams

Compressed by reality