one loses the ability to sleep with awareness every event and sound is magnified in the late hours of one’s existence it is then when the pulsing of blood through veins can be counted like grains of sand in an emptying hour-glass where each falling grain echos memories that replay the events of our life a life where options were possible and paths were taken to where we are now aware seeing more clearly the lies broken promises and preprogrammed dreams of what life should be but could never be so we lie in our beds in a fetal position just before we die
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