Time Will Not Delay.
I yearn to learn what I do not live, knowing it will never all be known.
I flee to see what I have not, knowing it will never all be seen.
I keel to feel what experience brings; knowing it will never all be felt.
I race to taste what culture cooks; knowing it will never all be tasted.
I splurge to urge what life bestows; knowing it will never all be seized.
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