"Succumbed to vice, of Heaven born,
Artifice of transgression in angelic form,
Resplendent Lucifer famed in days of yore  —
I, a malefactor apt for ruinous fault(...)Let it hiss on — the music of decay,
The only hymn the under-soil will pray.
Thy light burns proud, but even flame must fade;
The worm inherits what the sun betrayed.
Each kingdom shatters where the root takes hold;
The grave remembers longer than the gold(...)Thou fiery wanderer, pale as bone, What plough hast thou brought here to till my stone? Here seeds are sown with rot, not gold; they feed On mold where wisdom festers as a seed(...)"

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As time elapses we will grow older and we will grow wiser. We will fall in and out of love. We will destroy each other only to build each other back up again. We won’t even notice we’re changing until it’s already happened, because change is just the act of becoming. We see it happen so naturally every day. The sun sets, the night rolls in, the stars start to shine and the moon glows. When morning comes the dawn will creep in and embrace the night, allowing the day to break and the sun to rise again. We will continue to change, tethered to time and influenced by everything around us. The relationships we search for and the ones that search us out. The relationships we thought could never be and the ones we thought we could never be without. They’re all on their way to becoming something else, never static, always moving. Because time is the biggest player in the game, and it is why everything is changing. If you try to picture every moment in a relationship all at once, then that right there would be us, over time, passing by. Changing, folding, becoming something else.

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