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TIME
THERE CAME A TIME WHEN TIME COULD NOT HARBOR ME IN ITS OWN TIME
I WAS TOLD TIME HAS ITS OWN WAY OF TELLING EVERYONE OF HIS OWN TIME
MY PAIN WAS TIME
MY THOUGHT WAS TIME
SO I ASKED MANY QUESTIONS LIKE THERE WERE NO QUESTIONS TO ASK THE ONE WHO
GAVE ME TIME TO BE HEARD WITH THESE QUESTIONS
TIME WERE LIKE SEASONS WHICH REQUIRED DIFFERENT VISIONS TO VISUALIZE EACH
DAY WITH DIFFERENT PASSIONS
MY LIFE TICKED BECAUSE THE HANDS OF TIME WOULD NOT PROMISE ME A BETTER
TOMORROW
OBSESSED WITH FAILURE MY NAME WAS CARVED IN HISTORY AS A MYSTERY BUT VERY
BRIEFLY
MY DAYS WERE NUMBERED
THE CLOCK WAS TICKING
MY THOUGHTS WERE FADING
MY KNEES WERE HURTING
I PRAYED LIKE I WAS A GOD IN MY OWN RIGHT
FIGHT! WAS THE ONLY TEXT THE PREACHER SAID ON EVERY SUNDAY
I STARVED MY DREAMS BECAUSE THEY NEEDED NEW PHASES LIKE ANGELS LIVING IN
HADES
VENGEANCE WAS A HINDRANCE SO I FLITED WITH MY PAST SECRETLY BECAUSE I GOT
MARRIED TO THE FUTURE
I NEVER CHOSE TO BE WISER AND BRIGHTER BUT MY PAST DID, SO HOW COULD I HAVE
NOT FLITTED WITH IT.
TODAY I COUGH ALL THESE WORDS TO MAKE THE MAN NEXT DOOR TO KNOW THAT IT IS
TIME!
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