At dusk, twilight

The last rays illuminate the wheel of time

Which does not slow down or stop.

And they stop.

The sun stops in its course, stared at once more

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And we exchange glances, between us, between one man to another

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And within us we hold the sadness of the moment, and a fleeting smile,

And together we transcend beyond time,

For a split second of eternity.

Of hope,

Of prayer.