Time stops for no man. It is nobody's friend. And sometimes it stands still, Like a moment that never ends. But really it's a gift- One given to all. You choose what you do with it. You can fly or you can fall. Let the moments pass you by, And let it go to waste, Or you can never stop, And go through life with haste. You must find a balance, For neither are ideal. You must enjoy each moment, And focus on what's real. You don't know what comes after, But you should know without a doubt, That you must make the most of life, Before your time runs out. Sincerely,Kayla Randolph
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