Sep 09, 2024 21:16
Your time has come.
No time to stop.
No time to gather your thoughts.
No time to settle your debts.
No time to collect things you lent out.
No tine to do the many things you wanted to do.
No time to wonder what is going to happen.
No time to say goodbye.
No time at all.
Your time has come.
sadness,
death,
poetry