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Zecog
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Ongoing, First published Apr 05, 2015
The moment when all life on earth stops. When you feel as if the world couldn't be brighter and your smile couldn't be bigger. It could be the sun setting in just the right place over the hills as you sit back with your brother, or the dog running back with a slobbery ball, the excitement barely containable in an animal who seems to know more about the world than you do. Those are the moments where you know the reason for your existence. The reason you breathe and talk and cry. The reason why you can just push through the things that make you feel like a window is open; a menacing, cold, drafty wind that can always find you hiding. When the time stops, and you find yourself in that moment, remember it. Take a picture of it in your mind, save it forever because the place you are in now will never allow you to feel that way again. You are in Zecog, and the bright world you thought you belonged in is now the shadows of an empty life.
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