In the hall of hands where the red god runs with the yellow deer time is a sea immortal embedding the magic of mind in shape with smell of smoke and song of flame guiding fingers in paint for I pray to the shamans of a different dream homage to the first of my kind
Time is an elusive thing. I have been on this planet for 46 years, 8 months, 16 days, and 14 hours. Time seems to be unimportant when you are not at work, but when I'm at work it is definitely important, but not for good reasons.
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