Chasing time, we never win.
Out of breath, we pause.
Take a stroll while the world is asleep.
I walk alongside, a contented sigh.
Stories, dreams, and secrets.
We live in a fleeting moment, full of these.
Time, always ticking, finds us.
I let go, a backward glance.
Strangers, dockets, and reality.
A locket of time, dangling at my chest.
So close to heart.
Run, we need to run for our lives.
What do I do with someone like you?
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