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can I tell you something?
time is not your friend
I've never trusted him
he would be one now
and five in a blick of an eye
seven the next
and twelve at dawn
tick tick
I never made good friends
tock tock
I declined my suitors
tick tock
grey hairs came
regrets of a life not well spent
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A/n: was written to remind us to spend our time wisely
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Under the heavens ||𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
PoetryThe clouds formed; embracing everything under the heavens...everything that mankind had created...every heavenly body...every breathing being...every existing event...everything within the earth. ☁☁☁☁
