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TRIBUTE TO THE GOD OF TIME
I wonder how each moment goes
While punctual Time endlessly flows...
I know this fellow has got no wings...
Nor He is endowed with inherent springs;
Then how can He move so quick n fast...
Adding to the pile of the so-called past:
Sketches turn into portraits fine...
And then fade, at once,within no time;
Before u have a chance to regret...
They say that its already sunset...
The age of Time is like the number of stars
Count if u can...the years n hours;
Such a powerful fellow...full of spine...
Unbeatable is this God of Time.....!
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