Before We Realize

The Passing of Time

By C.S. RosingPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

Unfolding, Blooming,

Time Consuming; Evolving

In Blinking Of Eyes.

inspirational surreal poetry

About the Creator

C.S. Rosing

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Outstanding

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Novel Allenabout a year ago
Beautiful. This lovely.

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