dont allways live for the moment think and plan for the future
the moments dissapear like morning dew the sun will be the strong future
the moments like sand in an hourglass how insects feel in the spring and summer
the grains of sand slipping away while looking for food
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Author:
turningpoint (
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- Category: Surrealist
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