Tick Tock Tick Tock

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It's hard to enjoy the moment when

The future is as close as an arms length

A little longing and I think I'm there.

CRASH. POOF.

Its gone. Forever so close. Forever so far

So close but not close enough.

The past happens when we're waiting for

The future. We barely enjoy the present.

Each minute passes in a week and each week

Passes in a minute.

 

Time. Stands. Still.

 

--------------------------------------and speeds by

All-at-once.

There's always something happening next

And all of our memories and experiences are in the past.

Each day is a new day with new experiences

 

Enjoy it.

Every second something new happens.

And It only happens once. 

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