Time

It is more than what I can take,
The ease as to how he moves.
Perpetual movements.
Long strides,
Short lunges.
Where is the time?

It is similar to what I imagine,
The thoughts from his mind.
Endless form.
Fast Sass,
Slow flow.
Where is the time?

It is nothing without you,
The moments alone.
Constant pattern.
Considerable,
Minuscule.
Where is the time?

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