Timeless

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Time tends to run out,
And every time,
The people of the earth
Cry out for testimony against
Time's fateful end.

They cry
And scream
And shout!
But still,
Time does not cease its,
Endless comands.

It runs like a river,
Flows with the people,
But also, against.
A never-ending recommenced.

Time marches at the front,
Endless commands,
Playing its frightful tune.
Yet the people attempt to hold its hand,
Nonetheless,
It'll never give back that same demand.

So the people cherish each moment,
Each day,
Each night,
Each year.
For time will never wait for anyone.
Time flies,
It's true,
It isn't just you.

A cliche,
I'm sure,
I understand,
And I'm sure
That time isn't pure.

Cherish the time,
For it'll never be
Given back;
A timeless lack.

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