Sand and Shadow
Man’s brief time runs like sand through glass,
Slowly it drips, and fades, and slips, and passes.
Like mist on the wind, it rises then is gone,
A fleeting breath that does not linger long.
Forgotten soon as words once spoken, written, read,
Lost like old tales that sleep among the dead.
Uncertain as a thief that moves by night,
Stealing our hours while we dream in deep twilight...06152026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805:17
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