I heard this so many times:
“Time will put every­thing
in its own place.”
This sounds like a con­so­la­tion,
like a promise of jus­tice.
But time will put noth­ing
in its own place,
as time end­less­ly turns
into a space in which,
unfor­tu­nate­ly, there is
a place for every­thing.
 

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