Written by Jacob Ibrag
Time flows from hand to hand until it slips
forever into a collective stream, unattainable
for reach. We take it for granted in the early
years, ‘I’ve got time’ type of mentality. Well no,
you actually don’t. Cells degenerate every second
while you drink from the fountain of youth, or
what little of it remains. Valuing exterior over the
abstract interior. Then one night you wake to an
indescribable pain, you can’t explain it. When
did this happen, why so sudden? Its been
working its way into your system since
the beginning, planning. Waiting.
Perfume poster?
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I believe so haha
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Sweet, full of imagery.
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Thanks Anthony 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Awesome! 😁
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Thanks 🙂
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Love!
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😀
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Very well stated, and time is being lost, every second of every day, and people often just allow those seconds and minutes to slip through their fingers like sand, and they don’t realize how much time they’d wasted until it’s too late…
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Thank you 🙂
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Very Beautiful!
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Thank you 🙂
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