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Essence Of Time 


Tick tock the stop watch goes round without a sound
counting the minutes and seconds that surround us 
We live our lives quietly turning hours into making 
while our dreams  wait, whether realized or not they 
stay within the realm of our life's lifetime, tick tock...
There are years of building up, there are years of 
paring down.  There are years of joyful giving, 
then there are years we don't consider living. 
Some of us hold on to the golden ring until the end 
and some of us give up long before the diner bell
Some of us rehash the same old things and habits 
some of us make changes that will last a lifetime 
Tick tock, the stop watch has a mind of its own .
Sometimes we live as two, and other times alone, 
We cannot measure the quality of a lifetime by 
just one hour. It has to be measured in the end   
of ones lifetime. Either way we will always arrive on 
time, according to our internal clocks. Tick tock...

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