A Poem: Time

I find myself grateful
That I didn’t get some
Of the things I wanted.
Time changes things.


Interesting, sometimes as the time passes we find that we do not need things that we once did. For example what have they achieved in the past 30 years since the dissolution of the USSR. Well, at least they made a new rock song :smile:


The summer of love would’ve burnt me out!


You cannot count the grains of sand slipping through your hands but if you make a wad of this you can throw it back again what time is counted in a moment of light caught in a grain of glass for every Vision you will keep an imprint can be found then someday it’ll throw back to you the memories that you found


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