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Timeless Rambles Of A Lost SoulIt always takes me longer to get back to things than I wish it would.Maybe it's my brain.I may forget it isn't tomorrow, and panic.I may forget that it isn't yesterday and dissociate.Am I too late or is there plenty of time left, still? Such a silly thought. There never is time left. There never is time right.There may, however, be a still.Between what was, what is, or what will.But the present doesn't exist.Not unless it's my birthday, in which case there are a few presents.But my birthday has not been in decades.Which should indicate... I may be receiving a present some time soon.Unless soon has already passed. And what is the meaning of this, you may ask?And what is the meaning of that.I could tell you. If I knew.I just never truly knew. Time is as meaningful as life itself, I will tell you.Don't @ me though.When one is perceived, one must fall into line. No, it isn't all that deep. But I hear chronology is formed in a line.Where space and time may align.gif