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Ash Sharma Poem
I scrolled through some old DMs today,
Conversations once part of me,
Now melted away like molten clay,
Disabled accounts is all I see.
Random musings, fleeting reactions,
Once part of me, now lost,
This moment feels like divided fractions,
Time crawls yet flies, no matter the cost.
Forever fleeting, this life is,
A page in someone else’s nostalgic melancholy.
For tomorrow I will miss this moment,
But I hope I’ll have people to miss.
Copyright © Ash Sharma | Year Posted 2025
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