Time will tell its tale. Sometimes you’re the pen, others, the paper.
I don’t control the world, just the art that comes from it
The wisher’s final wish is forgetting wasted wishes
Tribus Verbis Idem
The difference between good and evil is that good needs evil to exist, but evil only needs opposition
It's not a race
All finds its place
But just in case
I'm carrying my mace
War paint on my face
My shoes I lace
I run through space
The Truth I trace