High Above the white church spire, a bell rings out heavy clank, shocking wave tones in the church steeple.
Grabbing me through my ear, shocking echos with every swing translating, shaking me to the core.
A chill runs up my spine and knocks into my brain.
Where disbelief and reality are embroiled in a knock down drag out.
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time to say good bye, thanks, good writing.