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Fleeting, a momentary pause and then gone never to return, unable to be repeated.

Vanishing like a balloon in the sky, flying higher and higher and higher until out of view forever, its destination a mystery.

Disappearing without warning, leaving only a vague memory filled with bittersweetness, shadows and confusion.

Evaporating like scorched dry earth, cracked and decaying, unquenchable with no hope of repair.

Quickly marching, moving swiftly toward an unknown end, unchallenged and rebellious.

Running out faster than sand in an hourglass, unstoppable, sometimes cruel in its taking.

Briskly brushing by without a glance, without acknowledgement, taken for granted until it is taken away.

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