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What do you think of this poem?
Snow falls upon the sand of yesterday,
As white feathers cover the trees,
Water still, frozen in hail,
With the sweet sound of drops of rain,
Break of the white dawn rises in beams,
While darkness naps quietly at night,
Sound echos in empty corridors,
As we spend time in the bed of life,
In and out of time we look different,
As the wrinkles of time show clearly,
How kind and peaceful is when the time comes,
When we walk towards our sunset
As winter falls, we march towards sunset.
Yes, I wrote this.
This is a very moving poem and your understanding of the passage of time is amazing in someone as young as you are. I feel humbled at being in the presence of such great talent as you. Peace be with you Mani
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