Take in the change and leave your print on this earth with a
breath.
Let the moments render your growth as you become one with
the flow of circumstance and chance.
Cherish the lips you subtly kiss, the body you softly
embrace, the soul you temporarily join;
for they will someday expire and transcend into the
appreciation of another touch, another stage of life.
Tonight, the moonlight reminds me of the possibility in
timelessness.
Tonight, I am reminded of a younger version of myself;
A version which may live inside me but cannot hear me; a version
which lingers in my conscience and should not hear me.
My present version loiters in my future self; my present
version hangs around in my future conscience and I should not interfere with
the nature of that process.
I am hence a sacrifice to my own reality; a slave to my own
perception of ethics.
I am the victim of the Paradox; the strength of forgiveness
lies in my soul.
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