The Melodic Journey of Time

Tick tock, tick tock

The hands of the clock

Never slowing, never stopping

Time keeps moving, never dropping

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From the moment we are born

We are bound by its form

A constant companion

Guiding us through life's canyon

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We chase after it, try to catch

But it slips through our grasp

We long for more of it

But it always seems to split

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It flies by in the blink of an eye

Leaving us wondering why

Moments we want to hold onto

Disappear, like morning dew

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It's a thief, stealing our youth

A master, playing with our truth

We think we have all the time in the world

But it's a lie, waiting to unfurl

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It's a teacher, with lessons to teach

A preacher, with sermons to preach

It reminds us to savor each passing day

For time, we cannot delay

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It's a healer, mending broken hearts

A revealer, of our inner parts

It shows us what truly matters

And what we should let shatter

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Tick tock, tick tock

The hands of the clock

Reminding us to make the most

Of the time we have, before it's lost

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So let us live each moment with grace

And not let time go to waste

For in the end, it's not the seconds or hours

But the memories we make, that truly empower.

Thank you for reading!