time continues to pass, endlessly
each minute the same only in length
like droplets of rain that create puddles
you can’t touch the same one twice
puddles gather to a mirror
look into it and see yourself
revealed is you, only in this instant
the puddle will dry never returning the same
your image reflecting in the next will be different
be in each moment
it only comes once

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