Are There Any Constants in Life, or Is Everything Impermanent?
by Lily WangEverything has its time: a time to grow, a time to flourish, a time to cease.
And now, it is burning red
Tired after a long day’s work
Yearning to crash in bed
Casting mysterious shadows on the sandy beach,
And kissing the waves good night
But
Then
Mere hours ago
It was sprinkling its sunshine
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