The concern was voiced just yesterday
“Has the passage of time made us strange?”
“Are the perceived flaws of our current selves
Due to some fault that we arrange?”
Why is it we lost what was once held dear?
Why has the world changed us so?
Why is it as what was far draws near
Do we feel it won’t come, but instead go?
My answer to that is that time is at fault
That it wears away all with its passing
That nothing remains unchanged in that flow
That those changed are always amassing
The change is inevitable, as a spiraling self
The consequence of both growth and age
Things will be lost and be found, objects made as they fade
Creation/Destruction, both on this page
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