Time⌚⌚⌚⌚

Time is magical

It always runs

Yet it remains in the now

Now can only be lived in the now

Now cannot be relived again

Neither can now be paused for a moment

Because time never stops for a break

It never slows down

It runs, when the sun shines brightly

It runs, when the moon glows with silver hue 

It runs, as the waves crushes onto the rocks

It runs, when the winds blow tremendously

It runs when the rocks turn into stones

It runs, when the stones turn into pebbles 

It runs when the pebbles turn into sand

It seems like an eternity while waiting

It seems like a microsecond while dreading

Always running

Always working

It never sleeps

Nor does it rest

Nothing can ever stop it 

Not even the mystery of tomorrow

Time is awed when realised that, 

Today was tomorrow yesterday

Yet today happened in the now, 

Now is this moment, 

Now will be the next moment soon, 

And today will be yesterday tomorrow

Such is the magic of time...

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