Oh god its a preview of somethingTime stands still.They say it used to whirl and whizz, moving everything along, pushing people towards the future.Some say the clocks used to move, that they'd dance in a circular waltz.Clocks used to tell people where in time they were.But one day, the clocks just stopped. No one knew why, and no one could fix it.Everyone in my clan says I was too young at the time, that I can't possibly remember it. But I remember every detail from that one day.My birthday.
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