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time is running like water
through my hands
trying to hold it in vain
and down the falls of my arms.
but every river
flows into a basin
to an oasis of life,
where it can rest and
where time does not exist.
I would like to dip my hands
into the fresh water and
taste it.
just for one moment.
through my hands
trying to hold it in vain
and down the falls of my arms.
but every river
flows into a basin
to an oasis of life,
where it can rest and
where time does not exist.
I would like to dip my hands
into the fresh water and
taste it.
just for one moment.
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Something random I have written in January with loads of stress around me...
Not sure if I'll keep it here.
Not sure if I'll keep it here.
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So, I'm french, but your poem is easy to understand and pretty as well