Time passes, and no matter how wonderful it was in remembrance or how sad once past, time is intensely sad upon reflection.
It gives me pause to wonder about my spirit embedded within eternity. How would I know any time passed in eternity?
To face the truth, I have changed over and over already. Within the different stages of my life so far, I have changed my appearance to such an extent many would come to not recognize me, much like others as well. One thing is certain, it may not be enough time for my satisfaction, to work out my present-day salvation, my greatest belief.
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