Fragile

I watched the peaceful sky. It was a deep blue, the type that lulled you to sleep. Small snowflakes swirled around me, landing on my red cheeks. I breathed in the fresh air, relishing the complete and utter silence.

I was admiring the fact that everything around me was so...insignificant. The world was a big place, filled with good and bad, illusions and lies, traps and fire. What if there was something beyond? Something better? Something after? Something that none of us will ever grasp?

Nobody realizes what is the most precious thing in the world. We cave out our home, digging for riches. Rubies and diamonds, coal and crystals...but none of us realize that, in the end, nothing really matters.

Time is the most precious thing. You can do many things with it. Change the world. Improve yourself. Heal yourself. Spend time watching, like I do.

Nobody realizes that we waste time and our life.

Nobody realizes how small we are, in a big, big, cruel world.

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