Thank You

Time wraps around blinks and eyes,
Harasses us, confuses minds,
And leads us through the usual gray —
Nights getting lighter, darker days;
Keeps showing us all those lies.

Yet something’s always good to feel —
Of all the things that are surreal:
Us with those mem’ries under seal.

— Gray S. Oldman


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