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Chapter 2 ;
The time between the end of one part of life and the start of the next.
The one who finished telling the story, then returned to silence. Enjoying the silence that quietly took over the atmosphere. The breath was clearly heard. Clashing with the wind that makes the leaves sway peacefully.
The cold air makes the body reluctant to move. The tongue stops spelling. But the mind does not stop wandering. While the eyes, trying to look deep into the darkness of the night. As if looking for meaning behind a pile of universal bushes.
Seconds run very fast. The clock speeds up without wanting to wait. And the minutes also passed without exclaiming. While those here are still sitting alone to dispel the loneliness with laughter that is still burning. And the joy of thoughts that are still busy chatting. Although all of that is only a mental feeling. But the sting spreads to the real world.
The time between the end of one part of life and the start of the next.
The one who finished telling the story, then returned to silence. Enjoying the silence that quietly took over the atmosphere. The breath was clearly heard. Clashing with the wind that makes the leaves sway peacefully.
The cold air makes the body reluctant to move. The tongue stops spelling. But the mind does not stop wandering. While the eyes, trying to look deep into the darkness of the night. As if looking for meaning behind a pile of universal bushes.
Seconds run very fast. The clock speeds up without wanting to wait. And the minutes also passed without exclaiming. While those here are still sitting alone to dispel the loneliness with laughter that is still burning. And the joy of thoughts that are still busy chatting. Although all of that is only a mental feeling. But the sting spreads to the real world.