Time. A delicate thing in life. Whether you're working on papers or out at the park with a friend, time is always moving. Moving forward. It's a representation of how our lives work, forward. We can't go backwards and change ourselves, we can only move forward. However sometimes it feels as if time is being thrown away or left behind. The progress of others before us doesn't always take part in the present. The old watches and silver coins, from candlesticks to magic lamps, these items remain in the past. A memory to the present. Although it seems like these items are falling, they are in suspense. Movement is solid, as if someone captured a single moment and displayed it. And even though all items have their own sides, they are all unified by the pale void of time.
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