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Now some of us, we move in real time; each step taking us where we need to be. But, the fortunate ones have the privilege to be lodged into the mechanism of this broken piece of time and they move much slower than the rest of us. I watch them throw their heads back in endless laughs. I am tempted to stay here and admire their radiance while secretly envying the fact that they will never truly have to go anywhere at all.

But, I don't.

I keep on walking.

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