Lis: The flow of time seems relentless, doesn't it?
Linda: Yeah. We can slow it down, but never stop it.
Ron: So what's this journey for? It seems pointless.
Lex: Such questions have no answer. We can invent replies, but none really fit . . .
Lis: Perhaps we need to discover a part of us that's timeless.
Ron: I wish I could believe in such a possibility.

At the Feet of Lethe - poem and art work by T Newfields

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