Thought provoking though, this poem reminds me of my grandmother she use to be a vibrant and agile woman during her youthful age. The last time she came visiting I noticed she couldn't stand for a minute her eyes are getting dim and weak, then I realized that life is just a stage you will never be in one stage for ever. "time fades away just like the wind that blow towards the east side", nice poem dear this really got me thinking deeply.

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