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Dec 2016
The closer to christmas the more chaos
We get wrapped up in making treats and buying gifts and watching movies
We wish the days wouldΒ Β fly faster and get to the 25
but each day belongs to be treasured and not be rushed and thrown away
And strewn across the floor forever forgotten
And by the time you try to remember a detail of the day
It is gone in aΒ Β wise since you rushed through it not caring about the *details or the small things
Time is precious like fine china but weaves a web finer than human eye *can see
Don't let it slip through your fingers for the dice our rolled the moves are played
The people are moved coming closer to the end
*Don't rush through life in hustle and bustle for enjoying the small things *in life are truly pleasures
I realized I myself do this sometimes.
But I need to sit back and relax and enjoy life and it's pleasures.
Written by
Tay  USA
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