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Time is such a funny thing.
So precise. So exact. So mathematically beautiful.
And yet so random. So subjective.  So chaotically dishevelled.
So sadistically cruel, and yet so graciously compassionate.
So empathetic, yet so indifferent.
It holds us captive. Locks us up. Binds us with unbreakable bonds.

Some day I will be free of time.

But now, chained as I am, I can only dream of the unimaginable
and wait  –
and while I wait,
sing freedom songs.