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• Fleeting Shadows on the Wall

  The ticking clock echoes softly,
  in the stillness of the room;
  each second a silent witness,
  to stories we dare not change

  Faint hum of a passing motor,
  cascades through the window's frame;
  casting fleeting memories,
  that dance upon the walls

  We sit with these reflections,
  unraveling the threads of time;
  realizing in the quiet …

  19 April 2021

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