Tiny glittering drops
They are in a moment's catch
Hit the ground it stops
And ends it with a splash!
...
Time is ticking - a fire on the rope
A warmth that humans fail to control
Repeatingly, it baits as a beacon of hope
While slowly but ferociously feasting on our soul
...
Twist, turn
The hands return
What's past is past
Yet echoes last
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