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In Continuumthis is where they rose and fell - things will keep to follow the samepatterns - once ill-defined, now much-accepted - no such real sense of anomaly - winds have blown away every inch-block of debris - from the rubbles of our tragic yesterdays - scenes will always in changing positions - But i doubt if they are progressing and transforming - the way we manage our lives on earth is - the way we destroy our desirable future - we have tried, at least we've tried - to heal ourselves and learn from the past - unexpected, the gazing x factors - start to crush from the inside - time has washed away all these traumatic moments the earth once had - but will our children be free from all the wars? - like thick black dots in continuum - we will never erase or take them off the line - so many nails have pierced down our wooden existence - leaving all these black holes until it comes to an end |