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The days slip under your feet.
When did you last see the sun?
When did you last enjoy the vibrant colors of nature?
An answer hard to find.
Is it because you weren't paying attention?
Or is it because you didn't have time?
Whichever it may be, there is one thing you'll remember.
The endless ticking of time.
YOU ARE READING
1 String. 100 Poems.
Poetry1 poem (nope)every Friday(nope) till I reach 100 poems. Each one tells a story of negativity. Update: I do not update this every Friday. I got lazy after the second Friday.
