Lately I've found that at night, the numbers on the clock like to mess with me. They keep moving, rearranging their patterns and order. 11:12, 12:34, 2:11, 4:23...It's like a neverending mix-and-match puzzle. But I know it's just a game.
Because now, time is frozen.
It has stopped completely.
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