In Time's embrace, where mysteries unfold,
No keys to bind its secrets, yet untold.
Its sands flow on, relentless in their stream,
A boundless river, life's elusive dream.
No lock can halt its ceaseless, silent march,
As stars above in constellations arch.
With every tick, a moment slips away,
No matter what we do or what we say.
Time's treasure trove, a cryptic, ancient code,
Its depths a realm where destinies erode.
Yet in its absence, chaos would abound,
For in its grasp, all life's experiences found.
So let us cherish every fleeting day,
For Time's without keys, forever to stay.
In moments shared, in memories we find,
The keys to life's great tapestry, before you intertwined.
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'With every tick, a moment slips away'. So you got to do what you have to do at the right time. Beautiful poem