in solitude time slows down.
and you need to try and try to fill it
with futile things and thoughts.
with futile things and thoughts.
but how far could we stuff in and survive
when one second is an entire day?
and a day an year?
when one second is an entire day?
and a day an year?
solitude is living a death in time.
death while suffering the life to its
millionth day,
when in reality just spending only
a minuscule fragment of time.
millionth day,
when in reality just spending only
a minuscule fragment of time.
solitude is
a year long hardship in a second.
a year long hardship in a second.
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