Travel in Time and Space

If life is a puzzle, where do I fit in? Am I the extra piece, left out in the end? Or a broken one? afraid to begin? Are my colors too bright? to find a matching twin? My shape too eerie, to effortlessly nest in? An impossible puzzle? Time clocking in.. My pieces long gone, but me paying for their sin?

All sin is betrayal.

There are all kinds of bonds between people... Some are tough but short bonds, bound to break with distance, Elastic bonds that'll always...