As time goes by, we all wither and die. Time is no respecter of season, of love, of rhyme, or even reason. Do we go someplace, and what will we do when we get there? Well, that is another story for existence to tell. Is there Deity, or even really a place beyond the grave? You decide, as time goes by.
Image and text created by Susan Isabella Sheehan
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