In the moment a world is changed.
In the moment roads are taken, lives and feelings exposed.
In the moment the glance gives the feelings away.
In the moment is silence
In the moment a pattern is broken, a history forgiven and future held
In the moment nothing else matters
In the moment we are real and nothing else matters
In the moment the real is despair and the despair is real
In the moment a life is created
In the moment a heart bears and a spirit runs
In the moment life is lived and the death passes
In the moment we are exposed for who we are
In the moment control is gone, we are what we are
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