The Moment You Take A Snapshot It Is Out Of Date #7

If only he could finish everything
There is to ever do, then he could
Stand up and walk away without a care.
The mugs and glasses nudge each other
And tinkle as he carries the tray,
A sound like bell-collared mountain cattle.

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