Time goes by faster than I expected. I always have this definition of time in my head that is going slowly and I could stop whenever I want. But it does'n't look as if it will stop . It runs faster and faster and what remains are only memories. Memories which are likely to be forgotten. As I reach the stairs to the deepest of my thoughts I see the light. I feel I at getting close. I keep asking these questions while the time passes me and I can't catch the moments. I see myself in the light. Is that my reflection? I wish I was intelligent enough to know . I wish many wishes. I still need to run. The clock is now ticking. Is this the end of my meaningful journey? What did it mean? no, It is not over. Still some time is left. But where did the time go? I was thinking when it suddenly escaped. I should try again to catch it. But is this really possible? Or am I just wasting my time? My time!!?? What does that mean? I just reached the top level. Now I realize that the top is the lowest. I am close to the end? I am surrounded by lights. Absolute brightness. Is this my destination? Or do I still need to go. Now I don't even know if I am moving or not. Warmer, warmer, aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I can hear the birds singing. Another morning and I am in my bed ...
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