This is a poem I wrote on April 11, 2008, and it's all about time.
Time
It passes by, unnoticed
We either have too much
Or we have too little of it
Time
It's said it can heal all wounds
It can be our best friend
Or it's our own worst enemy
Time
It can get away from you
We're running out of it
And is it coming to an end?
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