Time is cyclical, you thought. So you figured, next time the Universe ended and started over, you'd make me trip. You had a momentary advantage and you ran like hell, trying to leave me behind. When fate brought us to the same room, as it always has, you panicked for a second. Weeks went by and you thought you were save.
It might've taken me almost three months, but I can see you now. You don't fool me.
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