Time flies, History remains
"We are just foreign travelers, wandering around the world."
In my hands I hold a piece of the past, an old coin that's been through time's rough cast.
It's been passed down through generations, a relic from a world lost in translations.
It's seen the rise and fall of nations. The revolutions, the wars, the celebrations.
The coin's value may have changed with time, but its worth to me is far beyond a dime.
A testament to the resilience of mankind. To the lessons of the past, we must always remind.
As I hold the coins, I feel a sense of awe, Its meaning and significance will never cease.
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Farcas Ionut
I'm a creative soul living in Romania. I get inspired from a variety of sources, including nature, music, and the human experience. I'm in love with tech.
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Hi Farcas ‘A testament to the resilience of mankind.’ I very much enjoyed this piece. Hearted and Subscribed. Well done