Free will

A question had lingered for years and the air around it murky forever.
A question about a falling feather, a broken leaf, a dried flower ...barely keeping up with the breeze.
There was no answer to the question , only some choices to be made.. when the time came.

The time's come and gone.The air is murky as ever. The question still lingers.
There is no free will & there are no choices to be made.




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Old conversations

Today she deleted some memories.
Searched them out, from the corners of the drawer, the old bags, chip cards.
All semblance if what would call her back.
To overwhelm.
Drag down.
It took forever. And she watched them all drain away.

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