Time moves faster than we think.
We’re all burning out faster than we wish.
Sunrise and Sunsets are sped up.
We stand still while our dreams turn to dust.
The hands of the clock are going crazy.
Before we even reach for something, it’s taking away too quickly.
Darling, don’t close your eyes,
or else you’ll the rest of your life.
@ bittersweet diary 
Welcome back to blogging such a delight to see you write again. It’s alright if our dreams turn to dust, we can’t control the circumstances but we can make our intent so strong that our dreams rise like a phoenix from the ashes. Thanks for sharing such a lovely post!
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thank you so much 😍😍
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Very beautifully done. Even though it is not the happiest of poems, it is a fact of life. Thanks for the post.
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