A Quiet Clock
They say your life flashes before your eyes; the smells, the sounds, the faces of those you’ve loved and hated–a filmstrip of life spun slowly, in reverse, vivid as your first sunset.
But he hadn’t lived that life. His clock beat quietly, ineffectually through the years.
Touching no-one.
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