[POEM] PROMT #3 time

 

 #3 time

We
Do
Not
Have
All
The
Time
In
The
World.

Like
A
Candle,
We
Are
Gradually
Melting.

Fading
Into
The
Dilemma
of
Mortality.

Only
Time
Remains
Infinite.

You
Wither
Into
Nothingness.

Leaving
Life
As
You
Have
Come.