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That which we are ruled by
The hands on the clock
weigh a thousand pounds
from holding up all these fervent lives
Time, no one ever ruled the world
quite like you can
Wearing your crown
comprised of everyone's regrets
Time is a friend of mine
that I never see
but I can always feel the pressure
of his company
I admire his loyalty
Never letting a moment pass him by
and I know he holds hands
with both life and death
because they all need each other
in order to exist
Time makes the idea of infinite
so intangible
but we owe him the world
because he shows us
how rare it is to be alive
poem
by
Vanessa Grixti
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