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Shatter
Minutes run and hours pass
Just as sand in the hourglass.
What was black, now is gray.
Carpe diem, seize the day.
If you wait until tomorrow,
This will only bring much sorrow.
Do not forget to breathe fresh air
And escape the banal world's affairs.
Can you find what really matters?
If you do, your chains will shatter.
Thursday 29th April 2021 11:56 pm
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