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Because I grew up,
I understood that life is an instant,
a fleeting sigh that pierces the soul,
a bright flash on the vast horizon,
a subtle echo that never fades.
Every ray of sunshine, a borrowed gift,
every moon that peeps out, a yearning desire,
and in each firm step, with time embraced,
the dance of the days is a constant art.
Sometimes the wind whispers secrets,
forgotten stories that are worth listening to,
and in laughter and weeping, in dreams complete,
the threads of our truth are woven together.