A toast to time
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A toast to time, our godfather
We give each other the right to love one another Every mistake, we share with each other and split the opportunity to grow together One in the other, For love
In the early hours we despise the adults Existence is only to be, otherwise, why worry? Accepting banal comfort seems absurd, be it God or a relationship that isn’t pure in its form
The thunderclouds veil the full moon Casting shadows of apathy for tomorrow
Through skepticism we become, sure of ourselves, reluctant, coerced by the tide of the hidden pendulum, more disturbing are the truths that reveal our denial
Without cares, We learn from each other Without resenting failures Developing ourselves Delighting ourselves
There aren’t many retrospectives to make predictions We are fools, time seduces us




