Ode to Joy

I set the “Ode to Joy” to remember. It rang once, startled me, and never rang again. Somewhere between snooze and silence, joy  slipped out like a thief who realized the house contained nothing worth stealing, even memories. I still keep the alarm, unplugged, as proof that effort once existed.

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