Standing against time they are!
Walking down the
And days of past are behind me.
What once was a city for kings and emperors, is now just a small dot on today’s world.
Last night’s dream about a reality from the past.
Have we met before?
Today is the center-point.
As I look back to years gone by, I only see memories of the past.
Done something wrong in past?
Is it good to cling on to the memories and objects from the past?