Since Time doesn't exist, you can't waste it.
So....
Time can never be 'lost'.
Time can't be saved.
We can't 'look for Time'.
None can 'find more Time.'
We cannot 'make up Time'.
Time can't be 'burned', 'compacted' 'slowed' or 'stretched'.
Time can't be stopped or 'stand still', or be 'held up'.
Depending on the speed you travel, time do slows down, or so they say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And it does exist. Time it's the fourth dimention. Just like height, length or width, it does exist.