
I would never want to forget a thing
for the boundless moments,
and the memories
are always etched in my heart forever.
It’s always the seconds,
days,
and months,
that makes an absolute difference
matter of the time,
need of the hour.
and we humans
the most eerie of all the creatures,
puppets of the circumstance.
-Shreya Sharma
A gorgeous reflection, Shreya. 💜
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Thanks Jeff!
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You’re welcome, Shreya!
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I love this 🙂
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Thank you so much! ❤
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Facts!
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Yea. Thanks 💚
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I love your closing line, it is a fact of life we are just a puppet of circumstances. Well said 👌
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Thanks, Daphny! ❤
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You’re welcome!
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True that we are just puppets who are dancing to the tune of circumstances and time.
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Indeed. Thanks for reading.
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So beautiful!
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Thanks!
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Nice poem
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Thanks 🙂
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Most welcome 😊😊
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“Puppets of circumstance” is pretty hard and true.
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Yes! Thanks for reading.
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♥️
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💜🧡
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So very true!
and you have weaved it so beautifully as usual.
We definitely are the puppet of circumstances and yet we hold on to memories and the time spent no matter how good or bad it was.
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Yes! Thank you for reading. 💜🖤
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❤❤
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Nice poeam
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Thanks!
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Beautiful!!
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Thanks 🙂
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Beautiful poem ❤
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Thank you! 🧡
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Well said 👏👏
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Thanks 🙂
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