Time
Time serves as a concept,
Misconceived and still nothing achieved.
Time makes your heart skip a beat,
It's not meant to mischeat.
You never grasp;
What will be next?
It all boils down to a test!
Uncertainty of the facts,
Somehow still slipping through the cracks.
Time is to be cherished,
Aged, and perished.
Yet, still so close to you all the night through,
Time will cease to exist.
Misconceived and still nothing achieved.
Time makes your heart skip a beat,
It's not meant to mischeat.
You never grasp;
What will be next?
It all boils down to a test!
Uncertainty of the facts,
Somehow still slipping through the cracks.
Time is to be cherished,
Aged, and perished.
Yet, still so close to you all the night through,
Time will cease to exist.
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