The Nostalgic
There are these moments
equivalent to
The stillness of time
The faintness of sense
The numbness of fault.
There are these times when
You are far apart
from reality,
from the existence
of time running, fleeting.
The truth: to be bound
away in a place
never to be dug
even by hunters.
For your protection,
keep moments alive.
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