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Do we know what time is?

Is it the time on the clock that's ticking,

The ticking that accompanies us all day,

All night and in between?

Is it our lifetime

Periods that run

Always aiming a certain point

A point that stays unknown until our arrival

Thoughts they fly

Time goes by

Impossible to keep hold of it

Thoughts disappear

But time won't

Immeasurable, stable

Tempus edax rerum

Are we the ruler

Or are we subjects?

Is time our influence?

Are we to neglect?

Time is precious

Time is rare

Though we're sometimes

Unaware

We are no masters

But we're not enslaved

Sometimes it's fate

And sometimes dictate

Tempus edax rerum