Time
All we have is time
and what comes down the line.
Don’t ever think it’s more complex than this.
Though the universe - it has no end,
and there is more than one my friend,
too many to be counted. Get the drift?
For we live in eternity,
each day a fiber in a string
that goes on for forever in both ways.
So use the only thing you have -
your choices, for they forge the path
to how eternally you’ll spend your days.
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