Maybe life doesn't stop for anyone, or maybe no one has the energy needed to stop life. Then yet it is felt, let life stop. Stop the time, stop the river flowing in front with a loud roar, stop the rolling of thousands of stars in the distant sky that started from the ascension of creation, only for me. I know it is not possible. But the control of the place in the brain where these thoughts revolve isn't in my hands. So there is nothing to do but wait for these thoughts to end, I know that this power of that power that is making a fuss in my head will end at some point. It will be as soft as the setting sun in the west, but the sun that burned the earth a little earlier in the afternoon is the weakest of the wounds. This world will carry the sign, who will erase it?
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