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Measurements


The sand falls

Grain

By

Grain

 

The water drips

Drop

By

Drop

 

And As I watch and Listen

Listen to the whisper of time in its circular fashion

Make it neverending tics

I realized that time is endless

infinity

That even if

Even if the well runs dry to

And if the glass goes empty

Time still goes on

And

On

And

On

And if I were

To just sit and wait

I might miss something I could never get back

And I realized that even now I’m losing time

And I might go

But as time goes on

And I build up my courage

to see the truth

I see that

time can’t lose me

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