Which line to ride at the station, direction to the next stop along;

All trains look the same with mostly unreadable names;

Messages colour coded for our minds, help comprehend the mysteries behind;

The tracks fade ahead in shadows, hiding all our world’s future sorrows; 

Of this planet and its tears, cuts the deep dimensions for our billion years.

If we take this road to time, we have to change to stay on the line.


Now is my time to sieze the day…

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