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Time entangled with the fibers of space is woven into the universe expanding ever outwards, driven away from me by some dark energy. Maybe Einstein understood, but even he was left behind by Time. It is a one-way street we travel. The past is a shadow, we cannot return. The future is inevitable, but my place in it is not guaranteed. Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)" Week 10 Prompt - Time |