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Waning Days

Dewdrops are falling The sky is calling I can hear The time is near With tick tick of every hand The particles of sand are trickling downward But I'm still a coward I don't wanna believe It's the time And I cannot leave The life sublime The leaves are yellow But I don't wanna go When did it come it's already autumn

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Glowing Gems

Date: 6/3/2023 11:47:00 AM

All of us should allow our minds to think about how are we spending our time. Death is inevitable and is always near. But some of us are too coward to even think of death. Life is not all about enjoying and fulfilling our desires. All of us have a purpose. Find that purpose, the true meaning of life.