Time is a very good player. It sets up traps, arranges conspiracies, tests with its kind of games.
We can't resist time. We'll just drop ourselves in its arms. The rest of a sea's waters are similar to those left in time.
Sometimes it leaves stains. Stains are inherited from the past. The weirdness comes into play here: the wounds of time remedy is also time.
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