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Rated: E · Poetry · Writing · #2281349
We never have enough time.


Time passes by
without rhyme or reason
slowly changing days
with the passing seasons

We are here
we are gone
always together
always alone

Time takes our lives
without caring
takes our dreams
with such daring

Are we free?
Are we sure?
Are we lost?
Are we pure?

Time passes by
within a single day
never knowing where
or which way
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