The beautiful things of today,
tomorrow become outdated.
A Porsche building in the sixties,
is now numbered with the shanties.
The most recent and unspotted
models of choice Vehicles may
soon be phased out from our cities.
Fashions and styles of yester years
are today mocked by fellow peers.
Tastes are as much ephemeral
as our lives are temporal.
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