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How Time Flies

Minutes....
 
How quickly they pass,
when we wish the moment would never end?
Time speeds up and slows at the same time,
distorting, stretching across the divide,
and yet every one is perfect and sublime.
 
We spend so much time waiting,
we wait for others, wait for ourselves.
We pass our time, keep time,
never want it to end, want it to go quickly.
If only they knew what I do....
 
Each of them is precious,
every one should be spent like it was your last.
Nothing is ever wasted, ever useless,
not one creates a regret in my eyes.
No matter how many there are, it will never be enough.
 
Whether one, a hundred, or all the minutes in the world,
I never want to waste a single one,
I know that I do not have many left.
But, I know too that every minute I wait for you will be slow,
and each minute I spend with you will be gone before I know it.
 

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