Poem

Liveth himself
Experience itself

Fills with itself

Let nothing or no one else do

Than what does it herself 

Time is dominant by not have to be 

It is masterful master at the same time in what it does 

And spends no time on other things 

Time ignores and plays in a terrible way 

The hands of our existence

The big and small never lose their rotating path 

  

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