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The Inner World Collection · curated edition

The Currency of Time

A quiet reading

About 1 minute · 4 stanzas

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Every breath is a coin, pressed from the mint of eternity, given to you with trust, to spend as you will.

Some scatter their treasure, chasing fleeting desires, while others hoard it, waiting for a perfect moment that never comes.

But life is not meant to be spent recklessly or withheld. It is an offering a chance to weave meaning into the fabric of existence.

Each choice you make, each moment you embrace, is an investment in the story of your soul. Spend it wisely, with intention, with love, and with the courage to create what truly matters.

Take a moment before choosing what comes next.

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“Every breath is a coin,
pressed from the mint of eternity,
given to you with trust,
to spend as you will.”
The Currency of TimePoetry by Michael Yap
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This curated edition is shared as personal artistic expression, not medical, financial or relationship advice. Sacred names and traditions are approached with respectful poetic or devotional context.

Narration is off in this release.