The place where after lives
Where After lives, you wait in vain,
It comes, it knocks – then fades again.
You chase its breath, a fleeting flame,
But grasp it not, for it’s no name.
You watch for After – now arrives,
A whispered step where moment thrives.
But when you see, it slips away,
Becomes Before without delay.
The line dissolves, the dance goes on,
Between the dusk and newborn dawn.
After hides where shadows lean –
A place unseen, yet always seen.
You seek the After, yet it’s past,
A phantom lost before the last.
In every now, the secret lies –
The After lives where Before dies.
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