In the realms of time, moments gently fade,
Like whispers in the wind, memories cascade.
Each second, a treasure, swiftly slips away,
Leaving echoes of stories, in shadows they sway.
Days turn to years, in the blink of an eye,
Leaving behind trails of moments gone by.
The hands of the clock, they never relent,
Marking the passage of time, as it's meant.
Oh, the tales it carries, the joys and the pain,
A symphony of laughter and tears in its reign.
The days of our youth, like a distant song,
Yet etched in our hearts, forever strong.
With every passing hour, lessons are learned,
As we navigate life's path, bridges are burned.
Regrets and triumphs, intertwined in the dance,
Time's bittersweet melody, our souls enhance.
But fear not the ticking clock, its relentless chime,
For in its passing, new chapters we find.
Embrace the present, for it too shall pass,
Leaving behind footprints on life's vibrant canvas.
So let us cherish each moment, as it unfolds,
For time is a treasure, more precious than gold.
With gratitude and love, we shall embrace,
The beauty of time's journey, with unwavering grace.
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