W for Waving
I have seen many things. But not everything.
Time waves me over, hurried as it flashes a quick smile before speeding past me. Always ahead of me.
I see Life walking next to me, besides me.
Death lurks behind us, occasionally waving to Life. Sometime's they're close to each other. And that makes me panic. But then Death drew back a few steps, allowing Life and I to keep going.
Time is still way far ahead. Death stalking behind us and Life right next to me.
I laugh, waving at the three.
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RastgeleStruggles. Excuses. Problems. Issues. Random shit. Something we all can relate. Essentially a vent book or a way to put everything in writing Plus thoughts and some theories. (beware cringe and teen stuff until you get to the recent ones) Some part...
