CAPTURER LE TEMPS
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JULIUS OIKAWA

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In fleeting moments, time slips away
A reminder that life is but a fragile ray

In the river of life, time flows like a stream
A fleeting whisper, a vanishing dream
Its moments, like stars, in the midnight sky
Glimmer and fade, as they swiftly pass by

The sun rises high, then sinks to its rest
Time’s constant reminder, a tireless guest
With every tick of the clock’s ceaseless chime
We are reminded that time is too short a time
It is too short, but it is a work of art


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