Birth Grave

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I was waiting for the bus this morning when I noticed two joggers running past the bus stop, going backwards. This puzzled me a lot. How did they manage to do that, I wondered. Surely they would run into something. Then I noticed that all the cars were going backwards too. Eventually the bus arrived and it too was going backwards. It was as I got on board the bus that I finally realized, that I finally twigged it – this was the backwards world and instead of hurrying to the grave everyone was rushing on their way to the womb, hurrying along to the birth-grave.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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