Figures statuesquely mirroring life, walking among crowds of people, touching every one with an unearthly peace as life expired within them.
Living forward, beginning every stage of eternity on vast plains, filled with auras in different episodes.
Settling down among each one for periods of extra moments.
Similar particles partaking of a little bit of molecular essences, selecting one more moment before the end of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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