Life is filled with instances
Enriching us every moment
Each moment is single
All experiences are unique
None can be repeated
Nor will it be replicated
What is gone is lost forever
Foolery it would be
To trade any moment
Time moves on relentlessly
Carrying each moment away
To be stored in capricious memory.
By Binita Jha
Time moves on relentlessly
Carrying each moment away
To be stored in capricious memory.
By Binita Jha
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