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    Time going,
    Leaving behind nothing but rust and decay,
    Flinging hearts and souls in a whiplash of motion,
    Love and hate shredding everything,
    Everything dying, slowly and miserably,
    Falling down from the heigths of hope,
    No one there to catch you,
    Nothing there to break your fall,
    Pain pushing you faster and faster,
    Onto the shards of life.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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