Not Alive but not dead

Not Alive but not dead

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Last published Wed, Mar 17, 2021

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It's rather miraculous how a man's life, future and past, can flash before his eyes in less than a second. He wasn't Alive, but he wasn't dead either. He was just in between. Watching the world spin around him, change and go through its phases but he was just frozen in that same spot, staring in the distance, while he saw the wonders of life, the lies, the hidden secrets, the changes. The wind danced around him, flew by, the rain poured, the lands flooded, the fires raged, the lightning flashed, the snow filled the lands, the droughts hit, the glaciers melted, but he was still there on the same old wooden chair in the same balcony of his childhood house. *** This is the Chronicle of the life of a broken boy. A tale of an old man who sat on a wooden chair in the balcony of his childhood house. Watching his life from the very the day he was a little boy living in a happy small family up to the day were he was a broken old man who lost everything. Go on this Chronicled journey of this old mans past. A tale of loss, love, and pain. **slow updates*

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