Days That Go By

Life is fragile, brittle,
moved by hidden springs.
Mysteries we carry, inside,
in those days that go by,
moments of life.

In the spiderweb,
that traps us,
between the pain,
in the luck,
of living.

In the game,
of moments,
of happy days,
painful nights.

In the air, life,
that hard life,
that doesn't last.
and goes by.

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