words that run through a million times,
words that only melt in the chilling blaze.

in that one moment,
thoughts had enough time,
if time were the unit of measurement,
to travel the globe.
twice around.
and perhaps several times more in its shock.

yet that moment
was enough only to chance
a wink.
not that it did,
though.

it came down upon
like the sun rays through vacuum
to touch
to scorch.

the sun kissed skin now
sought cover
and took to its seemingly
safe haven,
its bed.

it only woke to find
nightmares jeering.
and its new fears,
the sun,
now threaten
half a world away.

For you.

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