Time We Waste

We are intangible creatures
Always fleeting but never leaving
We roam around the world
ready to make our mark
but we concede to the shadows
and wither
until we’re nothing
but stories around dusk
And still, we try —
Try to discover
what life has to offer
We live and we live
and forget
We’re anything but alive

 
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