Time
The ticking hands never stopping
With each beat robbing
The precious time we want to stay
Fading away each passing day
It’s like a heartbeat, constant and true
We search for meaning in all we do
Chasing moments that slip away
Or waiting for a new day
Time is still here
The future seems far, yet so near
Living with worry,
We all try to hurry
As we get older,
Time feels colder
We want to go back
To the moments we can’t track
Time keeps moving
Its passing keeps proving
Learning to let go
Will help us all grow
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