Time


Time is flying
Flowing it is
Like and avalanche of snow
It does not stop or slow down
Neither does it spare itself for and object nor a man
It streches but does not not shorten
Holding on to time would be like loosing motion
Understand that time is constantly moving like the ocean
Do not try to hold on to it but instead drift in it
Catch your breath or you will surely drown in it
Keep up, move with it
Be ready for it
Handle it
Time is soon to be up so which one of you is truly prepared for it?

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