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space & time
It's what makes you grow up fast
It's the second before you see the broken glass
Keeping your hands sweaty
Keeping your heart cold.
It's what keeps you young,
It's what makes you old.
No one wakes with hate like I see in your eyes,
No one shows up late to see how the martyr dies.
It's what makes a calm man crazied,
It's what has been bugging me for days.
It is yours
It is mine
It is space
It is time
