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Tomorrow is another day-Time

Time is the essence of life

with each minute

of breathing

that is counted

Precious and priceless

like the grain of sand

drifting slowly

inside the ceiling hourglass

is measured with

each hour is passing

through the days of spending

So, are the days of our lives

live life to the fullest

with every given opportunity

of gratitude

Embrace with kindness

in the present moment

that's filled with a fond memory

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Hello, Hon,
This is gentle and soft. With its form and style, it almost feels like the sand flowing through the hourglass.
Thank you,
L

A good entry that delivers a precious message.
Well excuted.
Thank you for sharing.

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inside the ceiling hourglass?
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This flows really nicely. Well done.

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