Don't waste the time I don't have,
Each moment slips through my grasp,
Like sand sifting through fingers,
Time, a relentless thief,
Stealing my precious minutes,
Leaving me with empty hands,
I long to seize the day,
To savor every fleeting second,
But time eludes me,
A ghostly presence,
Haunting my every move,
Whispering reminders of mortality,
I yearn to make memories,
To imprint my existence,
On the fabric of time,
But the clock keeps ticking,
Relentlessly counting down,
A reminder of my finite existence,
So I plead with you,
Don't waste the time I don't have,
For each passing moment,
Is a treasure beyond measure,
A gift to be cherished,
Before it slips away.
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Whispers in the Water: A collection of short stories and poetry
Poesia"Whispers in the Water: A Collection of Short Stories and Poetry" is a mesmerizing tapestry of emotions and experiences woven into words. This collection offers a diverse range of short stories and poems that delve into the complexities of human exi...
