I Lacuna

Time… Unholy flame of human imagination Flickering beyond the corners of our universe Dying in the labyrinth of curiosity My immutable curse

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Danka Sikorska

Date: 11/19/2023 2:41:00 PM

Yes, time... Priceless, healing, slipping through fingers, irreversible. It's everything.

Mat Ignacio
Date: 11/19/2023 5:56:00 PM

constant, yet unbearably fragile - thank you for visiting

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 10/22/2023 11:37:00 AM

Curse of imagination/curiosity...hmmm. I have it too. Nicely done! :)

Mat Ignacio
Date: 10/23/2023 1:03:00 PM

thank you for reading -

Paige Hind

Date: 10/11/2023 4:00:00 PM

This has a lot of deep thoughts. Time seems to crawl or fly by, doesn't it? Wonderful work....

Mat Ignacio
Date: 10/11/2023 8:29:00 PM

Yes, either way, crawl or fly, I can never seem to put a finger on it (as if anyone can). Thank you.