Time flies.
It soars on the wings of our emotions and disappears without a trace.
No way to know where it went.
How will you chase it?
Time is a crowded hallway.
Every foot shuffles at its own pace.
The timelines look for their conclusion.
Which one are we in?
Time is a tool.
A hammer to nail down the foundation of a home.
A hammer to nail down the lid of a coffin.
How will you use it?
Time is the ocean.
Vast and empty the farther you go.
Currents push and pull to the unknown.
How will you discover it?
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