The sands of time have turned Glued to the table Without another chance Precious tiny grains flow steady Without a second glance And time goes on. Sand lines the edges of the hourglass base As she lives her life Making the best of each speck Of each moment As it passes through the glass chamber And time goes on. It is half full Or half empty Depending on perspective But she’s still optimistic Living her days to the fullest And time goes on. Time is running out Breath is running out She has learned She has lived She has loved And time goes on. The top is empty The bottom is full
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