Time Out
Minutes drag by, innumerable and uncounted,
Turning into days, months, years.
Never a straight line,
backward, forward, sideways,
flying, pacing, always moving.
Seasons come and go, the Wheel never stops.
Bottom or top, differences none,
Hope struggles to simply keep up.
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