Hands of Time

The hands of time move if your looking or not,a clock could be broken but you can still feel that time is moving forward, it dosen't wait for you ,it doesn't care ,time can feel slow or fast but we all know it won't last, today is the present yesterday was the past what would the future hold, now we are young but soon will be old, flowers are born than will die and over we will laugh or cry, time is good but also can be bad but we get to live and make friends, so be glad you get to share your life with the hands of time.

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