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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