Remainders of ears listening to subtle silence among grassy plains
Dwindling down an unearthed road with rubber and flesh colliding
Crafters of steel and plague touched with embellished rain
Leaving left the desert and cockroach, laws abiding
Mystics wonder even on these silent roads
Where time only slows and fate is never known
Piecing together unwritten codes
Slower even, the rambling of outspoken toads
Cutting through seams and transition
Nothing ever changes until the end
Shivering through opaque condition
Willing road is taken to the rend
Maybe there will be another day
Slower still, time never seems to sway
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Submission Name: Instantaneous
