every flower withers
the young grow oldlove turns into hate
seasons come and pass
All eggs don’t Hatch…
Just Sit on them
Imminent Demise
Still Sit on them Still
Warmth and precious time
New life…and imminent demise
now you see it
No you don’t…
Nothing is timeless…
Except Memories.
Now you feel it…
What about now?

This is some genial work of a wordsmith. Word. lol..get it?
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