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Time

Nov 9, 2022
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By Debansha Mukherjee


I feel like I am running out of time,

I am afraid that one day,

When I look back at all the memories

If I try to find the memories I made with my parents, I won't have any.

I'm afraid,

I will be one of those people

who gets consumed by the regret of their past.




Regretful of not spending enough time

with my loved ones,

those who truly cared for me and loved me,

my parents.

I'm too young to feel like I'm running out of time.


By Debansha Mukherjee




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