Once, Time Dies

A Short Poem On “Once,Time Dies”.

Time, that imagines,

World, where time sleeps,

A words of uncertainty,

Hard to imagine.

Somewhere, in creative mind,

An art,that bewilder,

A weird creation,

Dies, without feel.

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