Time...
Time...
So fragile a thing,
yet never changing.
ridiculed by fate,
it beats a constant drum
Time...
How overbearing and bossy,
ticking away our lives.
working with fate against us,
it beats a constant drum
Time...
fragile, yet bossy
scary, yet reminding
without it, we would never meet our fate
as it beats its constant drum
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow,
Time is a complex never to be solved
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