Time

Time.

Not real. Not tangible.

And yet there's never enough.

So much. So much to do.

Deadlines.

Procrastination.

Rushing to finish on 

Time.

It's hard.

It's hard to finish everything.

But I did it.

I did my time. 

12 years of public education.

But have I done enough?

Only time will tell...

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