Untitled - December 31, 2001

With a flash of a smile,
time stops for that moment
as the cold breath hangs
in between two worlds.

The very next moment 
sees the hearts again beating
once more
in the rhythm of time.

In a blink of an eye,
the mind turns from the now and here
towards the vague unknown
that is the future.

A fey smile
completes the image
of the not-reality
that caught my eye.

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