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The moments are so fleeting
The ideas pass through and if you don’t grab them
they are gone

Floating away, laughing,

like a rising balloon string that is just out of reach and then –

Life is so fleeting
The moments pass through and if you don’t enjoy them
they are forgotten

Floating away, lost in the depths of the mind,

like each breath and how even before you notice it is


The flower is picked before it has time to fully blossom
The blade of grass is mowed before it reaches the sky
The life we each live is over before we have even begun