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Time filled with actions, an hourglass of gold
Only then can it be valuable, only to be sold
Time is a resource, for all that is fair
For only time judges your sentence, for all that you care

In time we search for bliss, freedom, and even our souls
In the mind we grasp each moment we would like to hold
Forever more
Are memories truly eternal? Are they even true?
No longer feel the sensation within you

That is how in time love escapes
Slipping from the grip, rotting like flesh
From fame to obscurity
From freedom to security

There is nothing quite like it, yet everything is within it
If the sound of a clock is obtrusive, then the voice of time is very quiet indeed
There is never enough of it, yet eternally abundant
Emerging from nothing, encompassing everything

You anticipate satisfaction, but expect more time
What develops in time becomes the one obstacle keeping you from it
From everything

From nothing