Temporary show: Life

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Through
Temporary moments and impressions
Temporary happinesses and tears
Temporary apathy and emotions
Temporary euphorias and frustrations
Temporary sympathies and heartlessness
Temporary boredom and excitements
Temporary lethargy and energies
Temporary adrenaline and numbness
Temporary flaws and perfections
Temporary innocence and guilts
Temporary promises and disruptions
Temporary encouragements and despairs
Temporary touches and untouchabilities
Temporary secrecies and open boundaries
Temporary fame and unawares
Temporary riches and destituteness
Temporary flows and stills
Temporary joints and fractures
Temporary necessities and inessentials
Temporary liveliness and lifelessness
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The short lived
The unpredictable
The sweet
The sour
The salty
The bitter
The soothing
The disturbing
The velvety
The scratchy
The very temporary
The show called as life
The temporary show
The cycle goes on
The LIFE exists.

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