Time Of Change Poem by thomas tromblee

Time Of Change



When time changes, all things will cease to be as they used to be in this ever-changing world of ours. I feel like a rock at the bottom ocean, feeling the tides wear me away. Even if this ocean will wear me away, break me apart, the way I live my life will not change.

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