We’re all going to live forever
The clock is winding nowhere
Time is betraying no one
The vanishing, destroying nothing
Another cloud moves on
Just as so, we disappear
Away though alive
Thus we will survive
The light will breathe
Fade, but remain
Dissipate, yet exist
We disappear

Poetry from Thought-Box by Shane Windham
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