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38 : I SAW TIME

 

I woke up, looked out the open window, & saw Time. It hovered in the East, kindly, without intent. I heard it in the actions of men, & in the silence of distance. It balked at any linearity, but danced in Flux with a body made of ethereal energy, which included the past, & a bit of the next second. I saw Time, behind Death’s mask.
 

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