Time is no longer on my side
It won’t wait for me
Nor fit in a bottle
And too fast to see
Time is a disappearing act
Here one moment
Then a faded memory
Too late to lament
Time washes the record
Details fall away
History turns to gold
Truth is just hearsay
Time is a force multiplier
The future looks bigger
Although just mortal sized
Packing the wallop of a jigger
Time is the cruelest
Withers, forgets, offers lies
Leaving behind a faint copy
An imposter to memorialize
Time is about choices
Managing competing priorities
After fantasizing options
Are cold morning realities
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