Traces of Time
i stare at the void
the stars have gone
leaving thirst
the grains of time
disappear without a trace
like fallen leaves
swept away by the wind of sorrow
time keeps on going
dragging memories
disappearing one by one
like a rushing river
carrying everything
to the vast ocean
leaving no trace
end
like a blooming flower
that soon withers
time is a mystery
that cannot be unraveled
leaving only traces
of memories throughout time
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El tiempo es un misterio... maravilloso poema