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| I walked amongst the graves today, and heard a voice that said, "Why do you wasted you living hours, in this city of the dead?" I looked amongst the standing stones to find the one who'd spoke. My mind is playing tricks, I thought, or someone's playing jokes. "You should be running," the voice continued, "Trying to outrace the day! This time's for loving and dancing, before your time slips, slips away." Once more I looked around me, and once more no one was there, so I pondered what the voice had said, and laughed, "Friend, you speak true and fair. Please don't think I'm rude, but now and again, I need to escape, to the graveside solitude." |