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Wasted Time


People always wait                                Its water never stops.

for the right time,                                   How the clocks' ticking

ye' time                                                   is always,

is always running                                   but 

out.                                                         people still halt

Like a river where                                  as the sand

water flows.                                            falls...

                                                                in an hour glass.

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