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A world racing against itself.



Far cry.

And snap! A moment of great pause. An ever-long halt of the senses. An inevitable irony in the scheme of things. A spell-breaking crack in the routine. This is it. The moment of euphoria. The moment of trance. A resonance that extracts from inside each of us a victim.

The world is slowing down.

Emancipation is near.

Write On

Not a whisper, no wonder, no check on the heart. Blood would clot, flesh shall be wrought.
Not a dime worth of task, not a shell worth the hiding.
No autumn, no rains, no summer blaze.
One day the mind would be quiet, the lips frozen, the eyes a meek shadow.
Ink would dry, but the words would stay.
Write on.