Time ⏳ | A Poetry

It’s as if we have many, but it turns out we only have a few.
It feels unlimited, but actually, it’s finite.
One moment, it’s an hour, the next thing you know, it’s already a second.

It's as if we have many, but it turns out we only have a few.

You gave it away as if it’s forever.
You take it for granted as if it’s yours.
You will never notice its value until it’s gone.

You gave it away as if it's forever.

You wish it could be more.
You wish it could be paused.
You wish it could be stopped.
But it never will.

Time - Use it while it lasts. Utilize it wisely. Every zeptosecond counts.

Use it while it lasts.
Utilize it wisely.
Every zeptosecond counts.

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