'Where did the time go? The people of a small town' questions one night.
'That's simple, the time kept going forwards.' Someone else replies.
'But doesn't it get tired? Can't it stop for a moment?' The town asks once more.
'No, time never stops.'
'Why not?'
'It doesn't need to.'
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Two twins set out into town, list of items in hand. They set their eyes on the supermarket.
Their father set them on a mission, and the two children set out to complete it.
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Two teens set out with their baby brother. There father told them to get a set of dvds for their mother's birthday.
They run in the markets, not caring if they knocked a few stuff of the shelves.
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A set of twins talk, their younger brother by their side, crying.
They sit by their bedridden father. Glum hangs their heads low.
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One sets out on his ambitions, one stays close to home, one doesn't make it so far.
Time does not wait for anyone. As these three would find.
One takes in all the little stuff. Living like it's his last.
One lives like every day is the same. Going about his life like a type rope of chaos and quiet.
Another doesn't go far. Days blend together till they can't see the end, until he is confronted with its claws.
Time ticks slowly on.
The musician dies.
The fighter dies.
The ambitious dies.
The father dies.
The mother dies.
Time ticks on. Slowly and fast.
It doesn't stop, there is no point in stopping.
It doesn't have something to stop it, nor someone.
It's immortal, in the worst way possible.
Keep up.
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