Time Is a Precious Number
Time is a gracious thing,
Not designed to be troubling.
But rather, allows us to,
Make ourselves whole heartedly anew.
It promises a new tomorrow,
When the past harbours sorrow.
Allows us to learn more,
Make memories like never before.
Enables our dreams to soar,
And understand life's precious core.
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