I resist the passage of time. I fortify myself in this poignant moment, the moment in which I have become the most complete version of myself.
I beg time to yield, to grant me respite from its eternal ticking.
But time continues on and with it my moment fades into a slowly blurring past.
My realized self becomes a former version of me and I start again brand new.
Tick, tick, tick…
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