time. every day it is different.
endless or abrupt
every second a moment passes,
one, two, three
a moment we waste, we miss, we lose
a moment we can never get back, no matter how hard we try.
precious seconds, wasted minutes
mindless days
one after the other with no realization,
without time there is no meaning,
no will.
appreciate what we have,
yet be reckless.
we cannot change time
time changes us.
do not waste it.
savor it.
remember it.
keep it.
embrace it.
use it.
take it,
before it takes you.

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