Years
Though my years are going up, In actual sense it's counting down 21 years gone, few unknown years remaining Time may seem like it will never end But with a snap of a finger days, youth and life is gone. Oh how small and limited time is but is never well utilized . I may not know my remaining years but one thing is , it must not be wasted. Time must be valued if not, then life will not be well lived.
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