So many voices,
Unimaginable amount of thoughts,
All lost,
In the folds of time.
While only a few endure,
To tell the tale of their glory or sorrow.
Bestowing on their masters,
The strength to live,
Till the time survives.
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A refined poetic imagination, Alefya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.