time does tell the ones who sail

the winds of blight, the flow of fate

true does one muster, the courage within

but the winds wash away, the ones who stand beneath

it does get tough, and hard it breathes

this feeling of despair and the words it seems

no one shall know what one does face

the sands of time, are on repeat

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I write about life, and the hope it bears in a poetic context. 💖🕊️

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