Tick, Tock. It determines our length of imprisonment; it is it's own cell. We're trapped, you and I. There's no point of escape. The only option, the inevitable option... Is the result? Instead, the self made portal has kept us contained. Refrained. We make amusement at the goalposts of #life. Every aspect leads you to this finish line. It's all a matter of time.
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