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the stillness

stopped

it was

about time

he often

thought

of moving

and if

it were

constant

he could

hear quiet

not all

at once

he had

a permit

for life

itself

a limit

events

all meant

to start

a short

space

apart

when not

at once

they all

began

his share

of time

lapsed

he was

led by

trends

friends

he asked

which way

and they

scattered

he followed

he would

stop at

nothing

not leave

the two

were distant

relative

to those

around

to be

apart

each kept

in step