Fleeting moments slip through our fingers like grains of sand sewn between warm, windswept beaches, urging us to linger briefly and revel in their colors before they vanish into yesterday's whisper.

Profession: Visual Poet

Topics: Temporary Syllables, Sensory Reflection, Irony of Time, Conflicted Sentiments, Celebrated Ephemera,

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