Poem 3

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Poem 3:

Time

The time I waste,

The time I save,

Is nothing compared to waiting,

For my sweet sweet shortcake.

The time I wake,

To the time I sleep,

Is time that I always want to keep,

Times that I cherish,

And times that I hate

Time is the cure for everything,

From stomachaches to heartbreaks,

It will do the thing.

Time never ends,

An infinity of possibilities,

Never ending stories,

And great moments of life.

None can change time,

Even if they tried,

Time is everlasting,

And so am I.

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