Time stops suddenly The silence around is deafening Hollow empty space Resurrected only by sounds of breathing And then what? Our memories—will they matter in the end? Reduced to ashes Only a blip in the past life.
Living Creatively
Living Creatively
Time stops suddenly The silence around is deafening Hollow empty space Resurrected only by sounds of breathing And then what? Our memories—will they matter in the end? Reduced to ashes Only a blip in the past life.
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