Times so delightful with friends so dear,
Times so blissful with someone so special,
The joyful hands of time run so quickly,
Round and round they merrily go,
Oblivious of what's before them.
Curious little mind, do not wander,
But wander did he and the future it peeked,
What it saw was barren and desolate,
No turning back, the future is etched,
Curious little mind, what have you done?
Time so suddenly ages so quickly,
Time slows down to a painful pace,
Slow are the hands but quick is the age,
Time grows old, slowly it crumbles,
Time is broken, it creaks to a stop.
What a regret did the little mind did,
To peek to a future it didn't need to know,
But soon the facade of dreams melt away,
What's left is a reality, all around you,
What you are, is right here, right now.
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