Against basic trust Time

In life's haste of words a sorrow touches. That which moves, leaving behind the horizon of the ray in this world, seizes all the sound of expression in its diversity of being maturity. Unwillingness to take surrounds the mind's cloudiness. The light's darkness shines with the patience of penetration, whose questions are deprived of all answers, in the looking gaze of what is truly carried. [...]

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