Our life like the sands in an hourglass
continue to pass through
the small hole
with the passage of time
our life, like the flowers
it grows, it blooms
open to the air of learning and discovery
unmindful of time that it will wither away
our life like the sun
it rises and sets
sharing its light
and keeping others warm
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