Inevitably irrelevant
I suppose time is inevitably irrelevant,
sometimes we waste it,
sometimes we make good use of it,
sometimes we wish it would go faster,
sometimes we wish it would stop,
most people wish for more of it,
yet some wish for less,
some people plan out a perfect life,
but I live for the beautiful joys-
-of the inevitable,
so I suppose time is inevitably irrelevant.
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