Time does not exist at all.
It is a social construct, and humans
Have agreed to act as if this idea is real.
It is just a concept that people created.
It is just an illusion.
We have clocks, yes, but they display something
That does not actually exist.
People depend on time.
Everyone fears running out of time
Because time is the most precious thing.
The idea of time began, and someday,
The idea of time will end.
When time ends, it will be the end.
The end of all things.
This poem was partly inspired by the quote above!
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