Round and round it goes
A fish in its paradise
Contained in a jar.
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Diamond sprinkles shine
On nature’s disrupted glass
Life sprung from the pond.

This too will once pass
These silver tears of sorrow
I shall call it ‘end’.
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Old framed picture wall
Dust on long forgotten shelves
I shall call it ‘time’.

Graffiti artworks
Adorn grey and lifeless walls
Halt me in my haste.

City sound. Distant cars
Neon light and cigarettes
A comforting haze.

Fragrant soil. Soft wind.
Glowing grass on golden days
Brings a peace of mind.