Time


Time passes in the blink of an eye.
We will have moments that fade or even pass us by.
The dark days, darker nights, the happy days, and splendid delights
Embark us on our journey called life.
When things come and go as they please, it is sometimes not what it seems to be.
All the things we've come to know, we either still hold on to or we let go.
What we experience and what we see, is all apart of our history.
With many mistakes and so many flaws.No one in this world is perfect, no one at all.

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