Melbourne 365: Day 177

There’s no time; only times. The beat of a heart, the thump of a sneaker on the pavement, the gentle, tiny creep of the vines, the slower than slow decay of seemingly solid concrete, breaking into thousands of tiny cracks, like roadmaps to forgetting…

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Melbourne 365: Day 177

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