a room existed which contained a baby
the baby grew
becoming smarter and stronger
in time becoming a man
the man had troubles with memory
only the past five years could be recalled
the man would ponder how old he was
coming to the same conclusion
he was five-years-old
he would draw on the walls
all kinds of beautiful things
memory fades as time passes
he would look at the walls in amazement
the man thought he was not alone
who drew the pictures on the wall?
the man would wonder
who was he?
who drew him?
the man's time eventually came
the walls would only last so long
when the room collapsed
the man was crushed
was it all for nothing?
five years is all it takes
for a billion years to pass
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