They always said that change is the only constant. I never truly understood.
The time on the hands of every clockface ticked by, I never truly noticed how the years had led me by. I saw departures of the many in the ashes of the fallen behind. I saw doves sprout wings and carry on in their heavy struggle of this life. I gazed thoroughly at the ground as i fell from the heavens a quarter dozen of a million times and rose once more with the sky on my mind.
I never really witnessed all the years that endured my shreaded skin. All the cuts and bruises that shaped the stories of my sins. I regretted the agony when i lived in the cryptic nostalgia of sad times and I contemplated giving in to death’s speak a manier times.
I saw status crummble to bits and eras overthrow kings ruling way past their time. I saw parliaments and democracies filled with bureaucrats waiting to be over run by the youthful future minds.
I saw the constant motion of an infinitly deviating constant but i never noticed its effects on my values of space and time. I saw life in its ever living form but I never really saw the change in its coming of time.
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