Being lost in transition
Breaks the moments
We live in through time,
The seconds fly by,
Yet the seconds are the
Pricey commodity that
We can never buy,
These seconds whisper "bye"
Each moment creeps through
Life before our eyes,
Me, myself, you, and I
Lost in the moment,
Momentarily transitioning
Through life,
We strive,
We push,
We breathe the light that
The sun can't even shine,
We are deity's made flesh,
We are divine
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