Of Things That Wane

What once felt immeasurable, vast, and relentlessly unresolvable now is evidently shrinking. It narrows, rapidly, in almost unnoticeable increments everyday.

Sunrise. Sunset. Sunrise. Everything is in place, but isn’t.

Has the thought of the ephemeral ever been so frightening?

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