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Fleeting Moment
Time is endless - that’s what they say!
When I meet you,
in the gossamer amber twilight...
sun leaving, painting the sky
with a glistening vermillion aura,
feels like the clock is ticking,
the moment is fleeting,
too fast!
golden past feels celestially poignant and eternal,
never escapes my crimson mind...
present is intoxicating and infinite,
Never loses its blazing, limitless charm!
A Strand - 1069 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
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Malabika Ray Choudhury
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