IN A RACE WITH TIME
Time flies,
But here I am, in a race with time,
She mounts on her wings,
with every flap in every second, she goes farther,
I set my eye on the horizon as I ran, pounding my feet on the earth.
Isn't time partial ?
She runs “tik tok tik tok” in the night whilst we lay
motionless on our bed yet strolling in dream land to jolt up in the morning to catch up with what flies.
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