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Our sand goes round and round as the clock rounds, so does the glass of time. A loop infinite and a loop dead. A clown of choice, not of maturity. Three now five. The gap bridged. Gaps will still open, as it had before. But it will bridge again. A loop of joy and sadness. A final repeated. An eternity finalizing. Freedom a step, but so is finality. Will we take it?

Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

I don't know.