Time

Time is a wandering sailorForever roaming across the sea.Ever seeking the new, the unknown, The untraveled. To be a part of that sea.
Knowing no past. Seeking no end.Longing to know the answers of life.Never caring what made it beginTo wander in space. It seeks out no friend.
Unforgiving; moving...moving.Running away with life and breath.Yet giving us just enough of itselfTo realize the meaning of life and death.To pass to posterity knowledge of mind,And pass ourselves to the annals of time.
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