Mortality

Time is an illusive foe.

It reflects the good and the bad.

It freezes them.

Through time we realize our greatest dreams and worst fears.

Through time we win and lose.

The synchronization of life is the curse of time.

The destabilization of our lives gives us freedom.

When our perception shifts to life, time wastes none.

Our eyes shift from hands to souls.

Yet we are not free.

Our souls are bound by the hands.

Our perception is a lie.

The freedom we strive for imprisons us.

The harmony our damnation.

We stand frozen in destiny.

Time is only an accomplice.

Mortality the architect.

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