It is obviously the time for great pieces of work to be revealed to the world, I love this 💙

Writing with probability

Where did the time go?

Was it not just yesterday

that I ran in fields every day

and every thought was of play?

Why must time flow so fast?

that all I envision

is sums and revision

and the accrual of funds my mission?

How is it I am out of time?

Why must my bones be succumbing

my muscles decaying

and my life’s essence fleeting?

Would I re-do my time if I could?

the time reset and a chance to renew

Nay, every breath I took was what grew

myself, and if I lost this could you still call me you?

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