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The Time Thief
Every night she fought the lapse of consciousness like she was fighting death. Every moment stolen was a little victory! They called her the time thief since she seemed to have more than twenty four hours in her day while everyone around could barely scrape up a dozen!
The time thief; that's what she was. All the time she stole was from herself. That's why she always smiled with lips tight shut when someone asked her... "so what's your secret?"
She found an easier answer eventually. Now she smiles and raises her mug of coffee, and quickly goes back to what she was doing.
Credit: Photograph by @NomadWanderer
