When the rain stopped
 The umbrella 
 It's become a burden...
 When there is no more ink 
 The pen 
 It turned out to be trash...
 The flowers that are left 
 Time to wither  
 It went in the trash...
 Anything in the world
 Only for a limited time
 They are worth...
 Only for a limited time
 They are happy...
 If that time passes 
 Depreciated...
 Anything
 Very attached
 Don't want to cling...
 Forever 
 There is no world...
 Time itself 
 Try to change...
 Good job 
 To be happy 
 Try...
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