We all want things to remain the same.
Like there should be no time.
Especially when the sky is occupied by fireworks.
But, in the blink of an eye, things change.
Go becomes went, and today becomes a memory.
Scarcity surprisingly becomes a cliché.
Our bodies don’t even listen to us.
No matter how hard we try to make them to.
As we work through the ladder of time.
Memories fade away like a mirage.
Things never come around the same.
A missed opportunity won’t meet you the same.
That’s if it’s nice enough to give you a second chance.
In this world that we live in.
Can anything ever stay the same?
Even when we pass through the needle’s eye!
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