Deceive

We deceive ourselves into believing time is abundant,

We mistake the ephemeral for the eternal.

An innate sense of permanence lulls us into complacency,

yet life is fleeting.

We cling to the illusion,

erudite in our certainty,

though all we truly possess is a sliver of time—

brief,

vanishing,

and irretrievable.


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