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WE ARE TIME
<p><br/></p><p>They say...</p><p>time waits for no one.</p><p><br/></p><p>But tell me...</p><p>have we ever</p><p>waited for time?</p><p><br/></p><p>Or are we the ones</p><p>forever outrunning the present,</p><p>mistaking movement</p><p>for meaning?</p><p><br/></p><p>From our first breath,</p><p>an invisible clock</p><p>begins writing our names</p><p>on the walls of eternity.</p><p><br/></p><p>Time is not a road.</p><p><br/></p><p>It is a river,</p><p>teaching every stone,</p><p>that surrender</p><p>is not weakness,</p><p>but destiny.</p><p><br/></p><p>Life arrives in seasons.</p><p><br/></p><p>The spring of laughter.</p><p>The summer of becoming.</p><p>The autumn of loss.</p><p>The winter of grief.</p><p><br/></p><p>Every soul must walk through them,</p><p>but no two journeys</p><p>wear the same footsteps.</p><p><br/></p><p>Some of us</p><p>race toward tomorrow</p><p>with empty hands,</p><p>only to discover</p><p>that speed</p><p>is not the same</p><p>as progress.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then we whisper,</p><p>"Time will tell,"</p><p>as though time</p><p>were an old prophet,</p><p>hiding tomorrow</p><p>behind its back.</p><p><br/></p><p>Yet perhaps...</p><p>time has always spoken.</p><p>Through every scar.</p><p><br/></p><p>Every goodbye.</p><p><br/></p><p>Every sunrise.</p><p><br/></p><p>Every second chance.</p><p><br/></p><p>There is no rewind.</p><p><br/></p><p>No return.</p><p><br/></p><p>Only footprints</p><p>fading behind us,</p><p>while the unknown</p><p>calls us forward.</p><p><br/></p><p>Maybe...</p><p>the greatest tragedy</p><p>is not that time</p><p>waits for no one.</p><p><br/></p><p>Maybe...</p><p><br/></p><p>we never slowed down</p><p>long enough</p><p>to walk beside it.</p><p><br/></p><p>We spend our lives</p><p>running from a shadow...</p><p>that was never</p><p>chasing us.</p><p>And in the end...</p><p>we are not</p><p>prisoners of time.</p><p><br/></p><p>We are its heartbeat.</p><p><br/></p><p>Its footsteps.</p><p><br/></p><p>Its story.</p><p><br/></p><p>We are time.</p><p><br/></p><p>Barby 🫡🖋️</p>
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