
Clockwise

As the world turns on a dime
What isn't a matter of Time?
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Days became weeks
weeks bled into years
then led to now
and so on to the future.
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Old news that holds true
to date:
The calendar flips the pages
of fate.
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That which is ever passing
can never be forever lasting.
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Lickety-split!
Tickety-tock...
Round and round it goes.
Where it quits
When it stops
Not a mortal soul can know.
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These hands carry you
o'er plains and pains and
plans
'til at last they bury you
underneath the sprinkling
sand.
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Who has wasted it
and yet made it?
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Never play with the day.
The stakes are far too great.
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Think a second
before you wreck it.
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You can win it
if you have a minute.
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Spend an hour
when it spins dire.
You might get inspired
and then empowered.
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Don't let the moment
become an opponent.
No you can't own it
but it can be a component.
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That moment offers momentum.
It's the rhythm of The System.
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Years are the gears
operating a lifetime of Earth
vibrating as we're hesitating...
let's call it clockwork.
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It's ok to hang by a thread.
What's distant isn't instant.
Progress can't be compressed.
String the thing out instead.
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Time will eventually
bandage it
if you diligently
manage it.
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Once upon a time
so goes the tale
and in the ending
What'll your time tell?
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ÂŠī¸ Matt Decker
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