Time Writes Destiny
The door has been opened
When regretting comes
And atoning all
Which had been crumbled
With an unseen hand
Which only left this world
The reality
Had been reformed by time
And becomes an odd hallucination
Enables impossibility
And unables possibility
Time is fate’s sovereign
Time keeps on singing
Twirling second by second
Never stops to see
This world rotating
Creating its own destiny
When self is back to soul
Time rolling centuries by one rotating
Creating fate of each breath
Flowing with no care
As it writes the destiny
poem by Clara Odelia Ciutara
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