5 AM: Time Tells Tales of Parallel Universes

The sounds of birds chirping make their way through my ajar window. An orange glow creeps along the wall, bringing the lights from the streets into my four corners. Garbage trucks trickle along the edge of the asphalt, cleaning up what was left behind. It's 5 o'clock in the morning, but my mind isn't running … Continue reading 5 AM: Time Tells Tales of Parallel Universes

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I stopped to think There wasn’t time Moments meld Like a clay maker designs Motions and momentum What’s to come Of a day that can’t be undone There’s a whole world Beyond these doors In our mind Wrapped inside Discovery within Tells all without It’s ok not to know It’s ok to feel