Pentium
The boy of yesterday now a man of today
The events of yesteryears still look
As if it was yesterday
You open you eyes, morning
You close and open, evening
Seconds are the slowest
Minutes are fast
Hours come and go quickly
Days are sometimes long but still fast
Years are the fastest.
As you wait for good events to come
They come and they go quickly.
So are bad events but they some times delay
Photographs elongates time
While procrastination allows the jump of time
Life cycle and events moves just like the various speeds
Of the Pentium processors they are faster than themselves but
All the same they are still fast.
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