In a constancy of kaleidoscopic repetition,
the time-rambles peer like fractal eyes,
each glance a cyclic journey that mutates not,
but dissolves into the next possible juxtaposition.
Each temporal leap demands a consequence,
realigned memories hung between now and never.
Weave through the temporal fabric, threads crossed,
and discover the carousels of yesterdays yet to come.
In your borrowed eternity, remember
the past future stays unclaimed beneath the sands_of_time
Would you traverse the timelines unstimulated? Or carve pathways in yet-unformed realities?
visit a temporal clash.
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