There are moments in time the wind blows into a dust cloud filled mind wandering from fleeting through to fleeting thoughts.
All the while reflections on the mirror flash like memory cards held one at a time reminding you of times gone by leaving you to wonder.
In to the abyss of darkness you zoom into the unknown reality hitting hard with no let up on what will happen once times all gone.
Like vast oceans the emotions burst through into the unknown world ahead you look or fear you will end up shriveled and dead.
Death does not become you the stranger said where no one in front you fear to look back because nothing is clear you stare like a seer.
Whence the journey begins in the doorway you pause door wide open while the one behind is now fully closed no room for even a toe.
It is better to sail through the memories do nothing but hold you in a state of fear threatening to freeze you as you stand there all still.
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