Another Untitled Poem
given how time keeps moving,
not stopping even for a minute second,
with its gait at a constant pace,
going further and further away,
yet, its steps can always be heard,
as if its right there next to you.
not stopping even for a minute second,
with its gait at a constant pace,
going further and further away,
yet, its steps can always be heard,
as if its right there next to you.
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