Hours ticking slowly by;
Time passed in anticipation.
The heart performs a somersault;
Craving for some consolation.
Movement has but all encircled;
Our mind remains stiff and still.
Thus feeling leaves us all engrossed;
Survival being a reckless will.
Unable to remain focused;
Soon others shall come by to notice.
Unveiling of the magnum opus.
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Posted for Flash 55 Plus @ Real Toads
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