TIME



Looking back is only as far yesterday,

yet looking forward seems so far away.


Time happens - whether measured or not.


It can never be lost or reversed, only forgot.


It never passes by or ever stands still - we do.


It can't be owned, only shared, that much is true.

Time is often planned, put off or even be neglected.


The value of time depends on being loved or rejected.

At this point all that is left for me to say,


is here I am, looking at just another day.

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