Chapter 10 of 25

Time

Poems from the soul42 words~1 min read

The day goes on and on and on,

But never once stops.

My life seems too long,

But at the same time, short.

What is time? I wonder:

A game of life or death?

Won't time ever get tired,

Always running non-stop?

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