Golden hour
want my golden hour as soon as possible, if it is... possible. Everybody gets their turn, but mine hasn't come, and that's the only thing I yearn... for. Four times a day I pray—there are twenty-four hours in a day, so when will I get mine? No one can say... I now feel like a fool trying to get mine so soon— sleeping all day so time can pass. But what if my golden hour already happened in the past...? What will I do? How could I rewind time?There's nothing I could do. Foolish of me, trying to speed up time, yet having no clue how to do so... I know everyone makes mistakes, but five times in a row...? And I don't know if it will ever come, but... I want my golden hour. If time could advance, I would stay if I had the chance...
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