Change of guards,
Change of landscape,
Change of life itself.
Pre-truth, post-truth,
I habit for you.
For you
I discard fake news.
No confusion, please,
But stay there where you are
For the very real-time.
Time is really far-reaching,
Fall short time.
And time is life itself,
With the fear of the self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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