Remembering a scent ov a dying rose
Like love it comes and goes
life lets energy turn into something else
beauty never truly fades away in memory
nothing lasts forever unless you cherrish a moment
all I know is that forever means from right now
to 5 minutes, to 5 hours, tomorrow, 5 years from now, etc...
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