sKiEs ThE LiMiT
They say the skies
I am told the limit
If the tools to uterlise
Not wasting a second
But l am every minute
Though one still tries
Being in it to win it
Comes as no suprise
Perhaps a loss of spirit
Or closed to it all my eyes
Seems a force of habit
Boy how the time flies
Feel like l am never -
in transit
Taken from a poem called silver lining
Written 2019
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