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Time
Time...seems so long, yet so short.
Hours come and go,
sometimes their length is too long making them unbearable to us.
Time never seems to stop as much as we wait for it to freeze up and pause; it just flows on.
Eyes tempted to look at the clock.
Its hands telling us how long the wait should be.
When we are born it tells us that life has begun.
Keeping busy doesn't help anymore, because somewhere in the back of our minds that imaginary clock ticks away beautiful daylight from us.
Nice poem! Good job!