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In 100, by Dom on January 4, 2019 at 4:30 pm

Fast fingers flit across clacking Apple keyboards.

Sun soaks a grassy field, alighting softly upon a smiling face.

A deliveryman speeds around a corner, desperate to make his quota.

A mother and daughter sit in an empty cafe, sipping slowly.

Time feels fungible – often accelerating, seeming to work against us, taunting us with each moment’s brief presence.

But sometimes, we’re embraced by Time. It opens its arms, gazes upon us with caring eyes, and invites us to sink – to taste each moment, then the next, to feel the texture of our worldly lives, and to briefly give up the fight.

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