INEVITABLE
Thoughts drift through endless skies,
And whispers echo back with sighs,
Shadows we become – the silence grows,
Like the river that bends but never slows.
Thoughts collide and softly fade away,
In the leaves of time, as life will decay!
Copyright ©2025 by Crystal David John
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