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why my clock still blinks
by Indigo TempestaIve given up
on clocks, these days
Time
Is
Time isI can think
of so many things.
It is direction, measurement.
Time: a dimension.
Time is motion translated into formlessness. Thats
what they tell me. Time
is the burden of the body. The body is heavy with it.
Motion and formlessness, trading flesh for speed;
Ive given up on clocks these days.
Time is a dimension, thats
what they say. I believe
this is why we die. 03/02/2004 Posted on 03/02/2004
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