She sat still by her window
In the physical you would have thought she was admiring the beautiful scenery
But in her, she was far gone
She was peeping into the future
And there she saw all her achievements were just momentary
That they will fade away
They will be gone like the wind
But what will always remain?
She saw there was no difference between the rich and the poor
It was just a thing of the mind
And Jolted to reality by the thunderstorm
She decided that she would be grateful for each day
And would invest more in eternity
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