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Towards the glory

3 years, 2 months

I felt like the time is stopped. The clouds were looking still as the sun was setting down. It was 6.45 pm on the clock. I chose to stay while everyone leaves the place. The authorities were signaling me to get out as soon as possible. I promised them 5 minutes more and I shall leave. They came to me and asked: "what the hell are you are capturing?", I whispered- "time".