For the time being, until the time being,
There’s a little more than just a little concern,
The demise of minutes is its birth too.
For the time being,
It’s little less than a nuisance.
Until the time being,
Nuisance is imperious.
So, dwelling and dwindling is all an improvisation of late,
It’s what we succumb to.
Until the time being, for the time being.
- Author: Skaar ( Offline)
- Published: March 3rd, 2024 13:09
- Category: Unclassified
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