Time
The mundane future
Gives hope to a dying past
Everyone tries to nurture
Something that just doesn’t last
Unwilling to lose hope
For a world ever too fast
Unable to cope with
Something that just doesn’t last
Over and over again
Time seems to have passed
Unaware of exactly when
It became something that just doesn’t last
While it may seem gloomy
It was never meant to be vast
Time was always
Something that just doesn’t last
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