Time


Time
A never-ending song
Used and lost
Always disappearing
Where to?
Oblivion,
The endless void,
Filled with lives and forgotten memories
And, of course
Time.
We sit and let it pass us by
"I have enough Time"
We go on with our lives
Oblivious to the Universe
And the Plan
And one day, when we are gone,
The world will be bare
The Earth will stop.

But not Time.

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