What happens in between?
I'll tell you sometimes I wish I could just stay,
And find out for my own sanity,
Because the world flips so mercilessly,
And there's no way to turn it back.
Never mind mistakes that fill you with regret,
Constant change is simply a fact.
And if it's not, then there is the time for despair,
For who exists in complete happiness,
Other than those who might have found the space,
Between one moment to the next?
And it's alright,
Things are bound to change,
Maybe to such an extent that moments do too,
So that they can simply be exchanged.
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