Tick tick tick It moves not stopping From sunrise to sunset Running a race that never ends Running faster than men That can't keep up with it's pace And leaving them behind Without looking back At what was left behind But leaving those unable to meet up Look back at a time A Faraway time At what was left behind When in their prime The risk they did not stake The chances they did not take The love they did not make. © Anthony Amanso
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