it’s magic, you know?

It takes a caterpillar and

turn it to a butterfly

a damsel in distress to a

knight in shining armor.

the clock on the wall

the clock on the table

the clock on our arms

it ticks

second by second

the hand jogs through

the numbers

but we keep a blind eye till

we want it to sprint

but time

we chase time

time chases us

like a game of cat and mouse

time is a savior

time is a friend

time is a villain

time is a healer


time heals

but this is now

what now?

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