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I know there are walls

I know there is some kind of opaqueness

I know there is some kind of vanishing act

I know there is some kind of invisible cloak

However I don’t know how can something

Be opaque, vanishing and invisible same time

Perhaps time is quite naive enough

Perhaps time is quite nascent enough

Perhaps time is quite niggard enough

Perhaps time is quite timid enough

It’s always in this space and time

It’s always a spectacular space

It’s always a spellbound space

It’s always a sickle sickness space