Time holds you tight,
Through thick and thin,Asking you to do the same.
But a matter of remorse,
A man can never hold time.
It slips through hands,
With least ease of grip.
Time is built with
Hours of memories,
Minutes of moments,
Seconds of change.
It can alter things in mere seconds,
But it takes hours and days
To rebuild the change.
The act done today
Can be right for now,
But time has the potential
To take it to any turn,
In the very moment.
Never underestimate the time,
Never take the pride of self.
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