To your own long scatterings
go then Time,
lose yourself in your own myriad
streams and apparitions of
comings and goings,
returnings and departures
only to circumnavigate
nothingness of nothing
shaped shapeless
formed formless,
a lacuna
go then into that space..
Time,time,time
what has become of you?
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An excellent perspective on the conundrum called Time.