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Jun 2020
Time has not stand still,
the once timely train will never come.

Moment of joys have become memories.
Those we once treasured are distant past.
All that is left is the tangy aftertaste of rusts.

Hanging above is danger of a fall.
Layer by layer, it is skinned away.
A majestic structure is showing its pain.
Time has no empathy for anybody.
Written by
Leong Min Sing  55/M/Singapore
(55/M/Singapore)   
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