You applaud, smile and walk away even if it's good.
No matter how much you like the show,
You can't stay and linger in the theatre,
Because no one is going to put up the show for you again.
So while you are enjoying the show,
Try to immerse yourself in the show there and then,
And capture the wonderful memories.
But sadly, sometimes even memories fail us.
We try desperately to hold on to the memories.
But just like sand, they trickle,
And slip out of our hands grain by grain.
And whatever that is be left would be,
The few miserable grains stuck to our clammy hands.
So remember, every fistful of sand you grab,
Only a small portion remains.
But what can we do?
No matter how careful we are,
We all lose some things along the way.
i
*Tick tock, Tick tock. I can feel it slipping away.
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