Sin

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The idea of space and time
Is only a moment
No punishment or forgiveness
Or mind with condolence…
No, simply a piece
To the game
Or missing peace
Begging fame…
For are we not always nothing?
Until we come to a truth
If not age or beauty
Fake fountain of youth…
Just a second
In a blip of time…
Nothing suffered
Or anything mine-
Just the minute
Or a momentary gift…
Payment in trial
For the microsecond lift-
And to believe
It was for something more
Staring out the window
Believing in the door…
Instead of now
And forgiving then-
Because it was a moment
And temporary win.

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