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In the fleeting waltz of reality… we find beauty in the ephemeral… A butterfly’s delicate ballet, kissed by the morning dew… Petals that bloom only to embrace the earth once more…
Whispers of dawn paint the sky in hues of possibility…
A moment’s embrace, a lover’s touch, fleeting yet etched in the heart’s gallery…
Time, the gentle architect, crafts our moments, each motif a testament to the exquisite transience of life… The fragrance of a single bloom, the symphony of a passing breeze…
These are the treasures we hold in the palms of our souls…
And as twilight kisses the day goodbye, we stand in awe of this evanescent beauty, grateful for the grace that allows us to witness such wonders…
For in each transitory moment, we find a universe of meaning, a symphony of the senses…
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One line stands out to me on this: These are treasures we hold in the palms of our souls. That is absolutely perfect and true. I love this piece of poetry. I hope we can see more soon.
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