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I paused today,
put cares away,
relaxed and let
the moment stay.
Saw feathered skies
through children’s eyes,
let time stand still
and realized.
This life of gain
and gathering in,
pursuits of gold,
desires to win.
They offer not
but jaded dust,
doomed to decay
by moth and rust.
And time cares not
nor pardon grants
for fooli...
Tuesday 19th March 2024 12:16 am
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