Time

He is a playful child,
never satisfied,
with what he made,
breaks the buildings,
and sets the blocks again.

Once again the story starts,
One by one he places every block,
carefully designing everything,
for the ultimate comfort,
placing his characters,
as he feels like,
he makes tales,
for each character.

One by one,
all blocks get used up.
The he starts shifting
the blocks, from one place to another,
till he really gets bored,
with the plane situation,
and he sets his blocks apart,
unwillingly of-course,
as he had no choice.

He starts setting the blocks again,
Once again the story starts,
In hopes of something better.

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