The hands tick slowly away
Signaling the passage of existence
Hopefully leading way to something greater
If not just quiet.
The hands tick slowly away
Signaling the passage of existence
Hopefully leading way to something greater
If not just quiet.
The final words of a song come to mind when I read this
“With silence comes peace, with peace comes freedom, with freedom comes silence.”
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True words.
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