Make me last
I am racing past
Watch and see
you cannot stop me
Many want more, few want less
what I am is your best guess
Always present, never seen
I am what has always been
The end of me you try to stave
more of me you cannot have
Enjoy what you've got, so rich and vast
for this was never meant to last
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