And the beginning of the end
Everything has a inertial mass
Like a bridge that we pass through
Aztecs could feel the middle of life
The moment when everything we lived
Is exactly equal of moments
That we didn't lived yet
Felt a sudden and unexplained will to get a train
But it hasn't being invented yet
And he became sad
The will to have something that hasn't been invented yet
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nice idea :D
Am so feeling this - brilliant :D
so difficult to conceive of that which doesn't exist, your writing definitely got me thinking to how many have had that longing through their whole life for a thing only for it to come into the fold hundreds of years later.
a truly interesting thought to build a poem on, @d4rkflow, thank you for sharing, mate.