#WritcoPoemPrompt38
Tarry not towards the end,
Await and appreciate,
As you are now,
Your sorrow and your joy,
For they shape the soul,
In their own tender way.

Let the moments linger,
In the quiet of the day,
For each breath is a gift,
And each tear, a story.

In the dance of time,
We are but fleeting,
Yet in this moment,
We are everything.

So be still,
And let the world turn,
For the beauty lies
In the journey, not the end.
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