Passing By Poem by Hana Ali

Passing By



As I was passing by I saw the world
I was passing by a women that was crying
I was passing by a child that was playing
Passing by people that were happy
Passing by but this time I wasn't the one
Passing by it was the world that I once was
Passing by and I had to catch it but it
Was to late

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in this life, we are just passing by.

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