Sunday, October 11, 2020

"TIME"

 


SomeTIMEs the most precious thing,

Is what we always forget.


That someTIMEs we spend it all wrong,

That lost our chance to cherish those TIMEs.


We might want our TIMEs the most,

Yet we use it at the worst.


Jr.



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