Time...

Time is a very peculiar thing. It last forever yet there is never enough of it. It can help you or it can hurt you. It can be your friend or it can be your enemy. Time can move either slow or fast and yet still remain constant. Time can be tracked but never captured. You can never out run it nor will it leave you behind-it remains encompassed around you. Time can make pain seem like it last forever yet it never fails to make the heartache stop. Time is like the wind, you feel its presence but it cannot be seen. It leaves a definite path through history yet it cannot be travelled upon. Time seems like it is infinite but I think it is created or born every millisecond. Time...time..shoot, I'm out of it; time to run!
Keeponkeepin'on

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