Tag: 1st Place
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To sleep, perchance to dream, an ancient life
It was shutting down. Little by little the synapses were going out, like the stars in the sky, twinkling in one moment and imploding in upon them self into nothing. She felt it. She knew each day a few more neurons stopped firing and that she was slowly being transformed from a vibrant, living galaxy…
Leanne Goebel 