Where is the Time?

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The way you rush leaves me out of breath.
We whirl and dance like there’s no tomorrow.
Please slow down, you’re going to fast!
“No time to stop,” you say.
“Otherwise, we won’t make it!”
I know there are all of these things to do,
But wait, please wait, we have plenty of time!
“There is anything but.”

Leaves in the air, swirling without care,
Up and above our heads,
Far too many to catch,
Or even count them all.
Where will I find the time?
The moment you find the time is the day you catch them all.





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