The Inevitable Time

Time.

Time moves like wind in the calm before the storm.

Time slithers like a snake in a field of life.

Time ticks on while the rest of life seemingly freezes motionlessly.

Time expands and slows like gas, slowly engulfing.

Time never stops like the relentless beating of rain on a humid summer day.

Time is inevitable, a fact of life, an undeniable truth, an invetiable yet unpredictable shock.

Will you be shocked?

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