more time

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the hands of time stood deathly still

the winds had ceased to blow

and silence settled on the land

like softly falling snow

it seemed an ancient prophecy

at last had come about

for all things stood the way they were

the day that time ran out

and everyone regretted

the life they’d left behind

they knew they’d do much better–

if they only had more time

(archives)

–photo/art by me