
The tragedy of moments lies in their fragility.
We often overlook the pricelessness of them,
And choose to stay lost in our hems.
Moments weave our entire life,
And we understand it only when it is already too late.
Don’t decry the present moment,
It is a guest for a transitory time.
Your sorrows and apprehensions often murder so many moments,
Moments that you would have loved and lived.
Once the second flies,
There lie only the memories.
Choose to live now,
Than to loment in the forlorn tomorrow.
Amazing…handle with care
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Thank you 😊
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My pleasure
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