
Passing time
- Pouria Mirzaie
- Jun 18, 2024
- 1 min read
One day, I will sit on a bench, facing never ending waters to reminisce the days I was picturing this very moment. One day, I no longer am to leave my loved ones behind; no more pain and endless bleeding. Bottomless like a restless ocean in the darkness and stillness of night. I came a long way. I truly did. Just like I used to say. The scariest of all is the passing of time.

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