Time
My dearest friend and biggest enemy.
With a little bit of you, I see things more clearly.
When I’m in a state of despair,
and I can’t seem to find an answer anywhere,
just around the corner a solution appears.
Sometimes you show up when I don’t want to see you,
I wanted to stay put, then suddenly I flew.
Then eventually with more time I see,
everything that happens is truly meant to be.
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