Time
Time
Time.
It’s too fast,
Some too slow.
Days become longer,
Years become shorter.
Time is mysterious,
What is it really?
Why can’t time
Make up its mind?
Time is scary,
When will we run out?
Time.
Why must it be so chaotic?
Why so confusing?
Time.
It's running out,
The darkness is near.
Fast or slow,
We must enjoy our time.
Time.
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