Born now...

That has remained…

Not at all…

Even that tree-tall,

Was dead and craned…

What remains then?

From human to hen…

Movement to moment…

Increment to concrement…

Everything fades…

Even the sharpest blades…

Every moment is new…

Every moment is old…

If one wants to be bold,

Want to be a hero, be now…

Or whilst build a coward cow…

We make history…

We wait future…

Future that brings truce and torture…

What I have been doing is dead…

Survived by memories…

What I will do is important, good or bad…

I am born now…

You are born now…

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