And time slowed down
I could feel it, see it, hear it
Yes, mostly I could hear it
The sound of silence
Only it was not silent
It was a deafening roar
Like a myriad clarion horns
And it became totally dark
With an absence of all sensation
Other than sound
And, as time moved slowly, inexorably
To a standstill
So, too, the sound moved
Becoming thinner
Becoming rhythmic,...
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