| Shrouded in mist, time is a lever, Life flees, a mysterious tether. In the dance of stars, every trace fades away, Impermanence reveals its sway. |
The lion roars in the silent space, The rainbow, a fleeting embrace. Thoughts intertwine, then unravel and fray, Existence itself, a brief foray. |
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A seed, carried away by the wind, A moment, that pleads to rescind. In the holy chaos, one can find, The truth in life's fleeting design. |
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