Shatter.
Crumble.
Dissolve.
As quiet snaps into silence...
And time spins back into focus...
My body stops.
The race is over,
The run frozen.
And only alone's weight remains.
So it's time to melt
back into time...
back into space...
back into the inky abyss...
And hope sleep fuses the shattered silence into quiet.
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