The Pace of Time

As life goes on

It switches momentum many times

In some places zooming past

In some creeping at a snail’s pace

Yet time is always there

Going at the same pace

Through thick and thin

Flowing

Continuously

Without a thought or care

To the effects

.

Time is a merciless being

Making sweetest times

Pass at a fast pace

While the most empty

Pass slowly

From time

Everything is given an end

And also a beginning

Time breaks circles

Old habits

And also happiness

Creating the need for nostalgia

And the cause

Creating

And destroying

All at the pace of time

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