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Time
A long and winding path,
trees.. some withered, some alive,
cover the road and line the way,
leading us away to another time.
Time flows without consent,
it moves without warning.
It doesn't need a reason,
it doesn't want permission.
So our lives do the same,
our seasons change,
our feelings rage and storm,
our souls calm and lie in wait.
When we embrace time,
when we live our lives for ourselves,
for those we love and those we can't be without,
we can only then be free.
So as the Sun continues to chase the moon over the horizon,
We too chase what we cannot catch,
embrace time and live every second with joy,
for what is out of our reach is unimportant,
but that which we can hold onto will sustain us forever.
