Life is a tunnel through which time flies through, tearing it this way, and steering it in another. Time rushes towards infinity; it twists and turns towards the finishing point. One way or another, it'll get to the end of tunnel like a ray of light shutting itself out. And most of the time we spend our time rushing about other things, oblivious to this phenomenon that is happening in parallel. How do we get here? In times of darkness, the sparks from the past, the connections we made will remind us of the real passage of time...
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